I finished reading Watchmen the other night, and am sufficiently floored. Perhaps now Porky can forgive me for referring to Dr. Manhattan as the glowing blue man.
It is the 1980s and the world teeters on the edge of chaos. The Cold War is reaching a climax and the public grows restless. Former costumed hero and war veteran The Comedian is murdered and draws the vigilante Rorschach into a dangerous investigation. Dr. Manhattan, the superbeing maintaining the fragile peace on Earth, goes into exile after being verbally assaulted by the press. The other ex-adventurers deal with the stigma of their nebulous past and struggle with their existence, seemingly robbed of purpose. Some are wistful, others are bitter. Hope is hard to come by, and it is only the hidden deepest self that cries for a warmer world. The future of the world is vague.
Even behind masks and elaborate costumes, we cannot hide from our own demons. The glass castles we build eventually shatter in the face of truth. Once the rubble has settled and our sight has cleared, the view may not often be pretty. We will see that reality does not operate in black and white, but in shades of red.
Eye-candy! The trailer is awesome.
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