Thursday, September 10, 2009


One of my favorite comics is released as a film tomorrow. It's called Whiteout. There aren't any tights.

Mercury News suggests it's among the worst films of all time.

The Orlando Sun doesn't have anything good to say either.

I liked the comic because Greg Rucka made the protagonist stunningly vulnerable. She is not some superhot action hero; it's not Charlie's Angels. She's a normal person doing a job. She does not come through the experience unscathed, emotionally nor physically. Her motivations are complex and feel realistic as she gets pulled into something a little over her head.

Apparently whatever was good in the comic was ditched for the film and replaced with a shower scene.