Alright: on to the ledger. On the minus side: yak, yak, yak/hack, hack hack; humorless cartoon hijinx, self-regarding seriousness way off the charts.
On the plus side: loved the digital texture(!), as well as much of the soundtrack; the script is an endless cornucopia of unintended giggles. And gay men must LOVE this film! Man, this film is gayer than Socrates on a bender in Lesbos! Back up that dump truck, Zack; we'll take those ironies right here!
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An embarrassing admission.
I went to see this movie went it first came out because 1) It was showing at an IMAX theater in Pittsburgh.
2) It was a daughter-father opportunity.
3) In wintertime, in the dark cold dark (did I say dark 2-3 times yet?) nights of winter in Pittsburgh, going to an IMAX movie showing of any movie is the thing to do.
4) I was bewildered by all of the hype.
While I agree with your minuses AND your pluses, the experience of seeing the movie @ an IMAX theater blinded me to the minuses. THere were older women crying (yes...crying) at some of the scenes. THere were a lot of people cringing and ducking in their seats. And, yes, thee were a LOT of guys hollering "DUUUUUUUUDE" at appropriate and inappropriate times.
Did I like the movie? Nahhh. Did I like the experience of seeing it live in the first week it was showing while there was palpable testosterone in the movie theater and minimal laughter? Yep, yes I did. I'd probably not see it again as there's no point but a one night stand with "300" was certainly memorable.
IMAX does save all things.
There can be no higher testament to the IMAX format's ability to baffle and bewilder than this: "crying."
Crying?!?
DUUUUUUUUDE
Man, I saw Star Trek on IMAX, and found myself frequently confused by what was happening on that football stadium sized screen -- and I'd already seen the movie four times on screens much smaller. Mind you, there's so much slo-mo decapitatin' and jugulatin' happening in this movie that I could almost see it actually working on the IMAX format.
Not that I'll be queuing up should IMAX be attempting a 300 revival night.
The IMAX version was so explicit that gagging at the too-close-for-stomach-troubles shots of toe jammy feet in stench-packed sandals was hard to control.
Alright: now I'm crying.
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