Leonidas and his six-pack. Gorgo laments her unfortunate name (and wardrobe.)

Q: What do you call one hundred Persians at the bottom of the ocean?
A: A good start.

I like Frank Miller — he’s been at the forefront of getting comics and graphic novels recognized as serious work, and I’m glad of that — so I was looking forward to this film. And now, though I may be a lone voice crying in the wilderness, I have to say that I didn’t really like it. Sigh.

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Snow White and the Huntsman

I wanted a shot of Ravenna turning into a cloud of ravens, but no such luck.

Once upon a time — because really, how else can you start a review of a fairy tale? — there was a girl named Kristen Stewart who beat out half the up and coming young actresses in Hollywood to play Snow White. She was Bella in Twilight but I tried not to hold that against her. It wasn’t any easier to cast the Huntsman, apparently. Tom Hardy was one of the candidates, and Viggo Mortensen of Lord of the Rings considered it for months before dropping out. Hugh Jackman was asked, but didn’t want it. They even considered — wait for it — Johnny Depp. Ugh.

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Guy Pearce wonders if he has time to slap his agent for getting him this role.

I don’t usually notice a lot of the behind the scenes names, I have to admit. There are the big ones, of course, that lots of people notice, like Martin Scorsese and Steven Spielberg, but for the most part I have a hard time keeping track. This is perhaps a side effect of being an utterly untrained sort of movie critic. But I do remember the name Luc Besson, the writer-producer who came up with the idea for this flick.

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