So, yeah, um, 300
. I saw it in IMAX on Sunday. Dorky script. Crippled acting. But that's not one goes to see that film for.
You go for the spectacle. For the warm, artificial glory. For the costumes. For the blood that looks like fairy dust, slow-motion and disappearing. For the sheer sexiness. For the glowing skies. For the nipples. Wow, the nipples.