When I watch “Watchmen.”
Saturday, February 28th, 2009To answer upfront: No, I haven’t seen “Watchmen.” I’m seeing it early next week, and I’ll post a review shortly thereafter.
Two or three times a year, there’s an “event movie” that has fans buzzing with mad anticipation, bouncing up and down like Duke fans at a basketball game. It could be the new Pixar film, or the filmed version of a wildly popular book (“Twilight”), or an adaptation of a hit show like “Sex in the City,” or the latest film from a director who often goes years between projects, e.g., Quentin Tarantino.
Most often, though, it’s a Fanboy Flick such as the first “X-Men” movie or “Iron Man” or of course “The Dark Knight.” The Fanboys–Fangirls, Fan Men, Fan Lesbians, Fan Soccer Moms, whatever–they love their comic books and graphic novels and sci-fi classics and updates. I have a good degree of interest in the J.J. Abrams version of “Star Trek,” coming to theaters in May, but it pales in comparison to the passion felt by many Trekkies, I mean, Trekkers. (As if the latter name is less dorky.) These are the fans who would literally sleep overnight on the sidewalk in order to be the first to see a movie. As is the case with the Sundancers who often camp out for hours in the hopes of getting a single standby ticket, I am, in the immortal words of Keanu Reeves in “Hardball,” blown away by their ability to show up.
Over the last few months, more people have asked me about “Watchmen” than just about every other movie put together.
Have I seen “Watchmen”? Have I heard the latest about the legal disputes? What do I think about Alan Moore’s comments about the attempt to turn “Watchmen” into a movie?
Here’s the thing. Occasionally I’ll see a film several months in advance, but I usually screen movies a couple of weeks or just a few days before they open. (Sometimes the studios have NO advance screenings, and I’ve yet to see an example of that happening because they had such confidence in a film.) Nearly every critic I know would prefer to see a film during the day in a private screening room as opposed to an evening screening in a commercial theater with an audience that has won tickets through a radio promotion. It’s not an elitist thing. (Well, maybe it’s partially an elitist thing.) It’s a matter of professional convenience. A writer facing multiple deadlines is not well served when she has to see a film at 8 p.m. on Tuesday night. And believe it or not, some film critics actually have lives, families, children, other obligations. If you’re at the movies every night, you’re missing out on life.
There’s also the matter of the viewing experience. Sure, it’s fun to see a horror film or a quality comedy with an audience that’s really into it—-but it’s not so much fun to see a crime thriller set in New York and have the guy behind you, a former New Yorker, shout out the name of every locale he recognized, including friggin’ Statue of Liberty. (I’m not kidding, that really happened at a screening of “Righteous Kill.” After I asked the guy twice to keep it down, he finally shut the f— up when his girlfriend said, “That’s Richard Roeper.” Critic and Superhero!! Ha.) In a professional screening room, the quality of the sound and the picture is invariably much superior to the presentation at the local multiplex. You’re seeing the movie the way the director intended you to see it.
I’ll be seeing “Watchmen” in a public theater, with a ton of press and probably some “civilians” as well. That’s fine. It’s one of the better theaters in Chicago, and I’m sure the print will be pristine and the sound will be strong. Going into the movie, I will have avoided reading any and all early reviews. I’m aware of much of the legal wrangling surrounding the film, and I’m aware of Moore’s belief that “Watchmen” is inherently UN-cinematic—but in the immortal words of Tommy Lee Jones in “The Fugitive,” I don’t care. I mean, all that other shit is interesting, but I’ll judge the movie as a movie.
And yes, I’ve actually read “Watchmen,” and I think it’s a memorable work of art. Here’s hoping the film does it justice.








