Last year I wrote about the upcoming Watchmen movie to be directed by Zack Snyder. Today, I finally saw a trailer.
I’ve been had by trailers before, so there’s still a chance that the actual movie might still suck.
But still I’m an optimist. When I first saw the trailer in High-definition Quicktime, I knew I had to make a comparison of the shots in the trailer and panels in the actual Watchmen comics. Then I thought, why not do it here in this weblog.
Enough gab. Enjoy the images, starting with Mister Blake here:
[[image:watchmen_comp01a.jpg:The Comedian’s last laugh:center:0]]
[[image:watchmen_comp01b.jpg:John Winchester himself:center:0]]
Here’s the Comedian during the Vietnam War.
[[image:watchmen_comp02a.jpg:Superheroes in a war:center:0]]
[[image:watchmen_comp02b1.jpg:Burning the Viet Cong:center:0]]
[[image:watchmen_comp02b2.jpg:Sam and Dean says, ‘Dad?’:center:0]]
Jon returns, after a fashion:
[[image:watchmen_comp03a.jpg:Yes. It’s a blue peener. What of it?:center:0]]
[[image:watchmen_comp03b.jpg:No blue peener here, though:center:0]]
Doctor Manhattan takes Vietnam:
[[image:watchmen_comp04a.jpg:I still remember this powerful image from Teik Bing’s brother’s comics back in ’86:center:0]]
[[image:watchmen_comp04b.jpg:Now that image is made real:center:0]]
Walter burns stuff:
[[image:watchmen_comp05a.jpg:This is actually quite mild compared to what he likes to do:center:0]]
[[image:watchmen_comp05b.jpg:Like the comic, he uses an ‘Adrian Veidt Harspray For Men’:center:0]]
The Owlship rises:
[[image:watchmen_comp06a.jpg:Within it is Nite Owl II and Rorschach:center:0]]
[[image:watchmen_comp06b.jpg:Look! The buoy’s there too.:center:0]]
Despite the look of this scene, it’s not even close to the climax of the story. Jon’s fortress rises up from the plains of Mars:
[[image:watchmen_comp07a.jpg:After that they go for a travel vacation around Mars:center:0]]
[[image:watchmen_comp07b.jpg:The design is different, but the sun beyond it makes the image:center:0]]
The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout, “Save us.”
And I’ll look down and whisper, “No!”
