I can't really think of many anti-heroes in superhero comics.

To be fair, Snyder did pretty much do a PG-rated version of that crime scene sex act from All-Star Batman and Robin with Superman and Lois Lane in Man of Steel.

There are also movies where the same actor plays two characters and the point is not that the two characters are secretly the same person.

I saw Batman Forever with someone who didn't know Bruce Wayne was Batman, and was briefly confused about it. It happens.

Hey, I like that too. The best "Watchmen" movies in order:

I'm not sure. I find "Sucker Punch" so bad that I could never rewatch it (nor un-see it) and I still enjoy "Dawn of the Dead", although I don't like Snyder's preferred cut of it. "Watchmen" has the most to lose in the enduring pedigree of its high-middlebrow source material and that tempts future hate-watchers like…

Even more baffling: Geoff Johns is still on payroll for the film department.

Snyder's a talented visual stylist whose talents almost always go to waste because he has no creative ambition, nor perspective. He thinks in terms of "more" and "better", not in the terms of a creator, and his choice of projects shows that.

I think we're rolling around to the time when people are going to start defending "John Carter". I don't agree with them, but there it is.

It did have a decent trailer. That trailer was probably the best Watchmen movie that will ever be made, or should be made.

And it makes a good argument for comic books as a medium, since mimicking that particular book in a motion picture destroys what makes it visually compelling, which is the ability to stop and examine still frames one after the other like the reader's in one of Roger Ebert's film classes.

It's still going to rate pretty low on the "compelling trainwreck in hindsight" list for Zack Snyder. He's produced more candidates for that list than movies that wouldn't fit on it, assuming anyone finds his movies compelling at any time.

I thought that's what Doomsday was gonna be. Oh, well.

He always carries a gun with him so he can shoot vampires with silver bullets.

Really? Damn. I mean, I knew it would be bad, but damn.

*looks up from old-timey adding machine and adjusts old-timey green-tinted translucent visor* …Batman by a mile.

It's fun, if pointless, to compare the big "M"s of 1980s superhero writing. Moore worked his way through the hopelessly infantile nature of adult interest in superheroes and moved on to something bigger; Morrison's work seems to hang out forever in the "Flex Mentallo" zone of constant, self-aware conflict between…

You're the one who leaped out of the shadows to confirm yourself as the person being discussed, then deny it with strange vehemence.

Don't want to admit.

You just won Final Jeopardy.