A fashion show of Watchmen Halloween costumes that is eerily reminiscent of “Don’t Tell Mom the Babysitter’s Dead’s” third act.
Why would Moore do this? Did the crazy snake god who lives in his beard tell him to refuse? Here’s why.
Corporate toy buyers look at boring like numbers and ratings, and rarely do they base any of their decisions on how freaking cool a movie was. Assholes.
Remember how Watchmen tanked at the box office? That hasn’t halted the merchandising one bit.
Is it plausible? Maybe. Is it probable? Not at all. Not even slightly, actually.
From the complete G.I. Joe cartoon to a “Twilight” cash-in so horrifying it had to be mentioned.
Remember, I don’t hate you as much as I’m just a terrible person.
Horrible cover, shitty extras. Plus, you have to buy yet another copy of that goddamn Motion Comic again. Grr.
Who hasn’t dreamed of when man can soar amongst the clouds? And when they can do it in awesome DeLoreans and not a shitty American Airlines flight?