Alan Moore is an interesting guy. With a few masterpiece-level comics already under his belt, the shaggy mastermind has spent the past decade or so flitting between increasingly ambitious passion projects, and these days it’s more or less impossible to tell what he’s going to do next. Also, according to the New York Times, he’s discovered the secret of immortality. So there’s that.
The Watchmen movie was never going to be a fan favorite, but our current feelings about it can be expressed through the following tidbit of news, courtesy of our friends at Complex: For the closing credits, emo kids My Chemical Romance have recorded a cover of Bob Dylan’s eleven-minute opus “Desolation Row.”
Please please please no.
This is everything that's wrong with the Watchmen project and Hollywood in general. Start with a genuinely interesting, prickly subject matter, then churn out an "update" with a stylistic overhaul, a dumbstruck, glib reverence, and almost none of the sinister ambiguity of the original. Isn’t there some way we can use the credit crisis to stop all of this?