The long-awaited film of Alan Moore’s classic comic book/graphic novel “Watchmen” is a work that’s easier to ponder than enjoy.
Director Zack Snyder has delivered a literal, almost page-by-page transcription of Moore and Dave Gibbons’ messianic, End of Days superhero epic. It gives you a lot to chew on in its 2 hours and 40 minutes. But as striking as it is to absorb and behold, as literal as the adaptation is, “Watchmen” rarely hits the thrilling or entertaining stride that Snyder’s “300” had from start to finish.
Costumed heroes, “vigilantes,” have been illegal for years. Most of those who came to fame in the 1940s and ’50s have hung up their capes, tights and masks and slipped back into normal life.
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But now, in their 60s, somebody is killing them off. We see the sadistic thug The Comedian (Jeffrey Dean Morgan) give as good as he gets, but die a violent death anyway.
We hear the masked Rorschach, played by Jackie Earle Haley in a “Dark Knight” growl, narrate his investigation into the crime.
In this alternate 1985, Vietnam was a “win” and Richard Nixon never left office. He and Kissinger are into their second decade in power with World War III still just an eyeblink away. America’s secret weapon? Dr. Manhattan (Billy Crudup), a nude, blue nearly omnipotent hero-god who was once human but who is losing his connection to humanity. And when his girlfriend, the former Silk Spectre (Malin Akerman), ditches him, he exiles himself to Mars. The World War the world avoided may happen after all. The Watchmen won’t be around to prevent it.
“It’s too late,” the ethereal Dr. Manhattan prophesies. “Always has been. Always will be.”
Who’s behind all this? The twisted and ruthless Rorschach teams with his old friend, the brainy and less violent Nite Owl (Patrick Wilson) to bust heads (and arms, and legs) to get to the bottom of the killings, no matter that the world is about to end. Another “mask,” the world’s smartest man Ozymandias (Matthew Goode), is enlisted. But he’s in deep with Dr. Manhattan’s plan to solve the world’s energy problems in one fell swoop.
Snyder fills the screen with eye candy. But the violence of the comic book is here, too; brutal murders, dismemberments, attempted rape. The sex is graphic, the violence more so.
At every turn, long pauses in the action force us to chew on what the Brit Moore, who went on to write the more obvious jeremiad “V for Vendetta,” was getting at. “Watchmen” is Biblical and political and psychological and not the least bit whimsical.