Back at the Arclight for an evening movie…
I am always amazed at how small actors really are. They look statuesque on the screen, their costumes so perfectly matched to their form. For a movie like Watchmen, they appear godlike – each wrinkle ironed out, freely moving in latex and hard plastic. But these forms were human, Silk Spectre quite petite.
These costumes felt as they looked. Hardly wearable. I am disappointed that the visuals of Watchmen, which were spectacular, were overshadowed by it’s terrible plotline.
Sorry it’s so fuzzy…
NO SAINTS IN L.A. 