With all style over substance, ultraviolence and needless eroticism, it tries to be more like a comic book than its source material. Instead of being subtle "neo-noir" kind of crime story, it relies heavily on over-stylized/slow-motion fight scenes and characters that have to say right out loud everything that they supposedly feel. Overall distastefulness is saved by Jackie Earle Haley and Jeffrey Dean Morgan.
I give it three stars because Zack Snyder did not fuck it up and at times almost adds to the narrative visually (opening title sequence). His achievement is dubious in that he seems intent on trying to turn the material into an action movie. The color scheme is wrong, not true to the graphic novel and neither is the ending. At least Snyder got it made with some of it's themes and ideas intact. Could have been worse.
Poor in how so many way, becomes a parody of a parody, which could have turned into a good super hero flick but instead drags on. The drawn sections are pretty good except for the script. The rest is embarrassing to the extreme. On the plus side, it feels like this is not a delivery problem, the director wants to deliver something and pretty much manages, just that what they try to deliver is not palatable.
One of those rare films that's both brilliant and awful at the same time. I can't decide if Snyder's direction is hindering or helping the film; sometimes I think his sense of style helps the alienation effect of the rest but then those other bits have those flourishes as fell. A frustrating film.
Bringing Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons’ masterful graphic novel to the screen was no small task, but this ambitious yet faithful adaptation realized my wildest reveries. This epic morality play about superheroes (and the humans within them) positions a juvenile genre into deeper waters. The nominal ensemble was cast with considerable risk for some truly rewarding performances.
Fight scenes are dull, overlong and suggest the existence of superpowers (punching through walls? gravity-defying jumps?) that completely betray the spirit of the source material. I can see why Snyder decided to avoid the Giant Squid ending but if "the Superman exists and is American" how can the whole premise work? Opening credits are spectacular, as some of the costumes and scenes coming straight out of the novel.
Most of the film takes the visuals of the comic and Ctrl+V to the screen, but the massive variations from the source material are the ones that are either ultraviolent and pornographic... undermining the overarching moral of the tale, and making the story feel like a hollow shell of itself. I have no clue why people think this is so 'faithful' an adaptation when its core is so illogical.