Anyway, the review on Salon.com can basically be summed up thusly:
300 is not historically accurate, it's incredibly gay while very homophobic at the same time, and it's not campy enough but doesn't take itself seriously, either.
WTF?
Not to mention that the reviewer didn't even bother to mention whether she liked the movie or not.
Crazily enough, the top story on the site the day before was an article about how the intellectual elites were ruining reading with their demands that everything be overanalyzed: author's intent, cultural relevancy, etc. I could get into it in more detail since I was an English major in college, but I think I've mostly forgotten a lot of it. Mostly.
Hegemonic master narrative.
So in response to the review, I wrote the following comment, which was starred as "Editor's Choice." Because I ROCK OUT.
Editor's Choice
Brass tacks
Ironically, yesterday's cover story was about how we're analyzing the joy out of books.
Can't I just watch some hot guys beat the crap out of each other in peace?
-- I mean, seriously
There you have it. Aren't I awesome?