Last night, Scott and I managed to get into a packed showing of 300 (IMDB.com). Like Sin City (IMDB.com), the movie is based on Frank Miller's graphic novel (i.e. fancy comic book) about the battle of Thermopylae (Wikipedia.org) in which 300 Spartans faced a million Persian army in 480 BC. The CGI was amazing. The music was great. It was very violent, but so comic book-ish that it wasn't that disturbing.
The weakest part of the movie was the comic book dialogue which drifted between sounding like ancient Greek to modern sarcasm. I couldn't tell if the acting was supposed to be comic book acting or just over-the-top. And for some reason, everyone seemed to have different English accents.
At the risk of sounding like a stereotypical lusty gay man, I have to admit that the men were amazing. The men basically appeared like they would in a comic book with little clothing and perfect abs. There was a topless female scene, but the men stole the show.
It seems that King Leonidas has traditionally been portrayed as not wearing much at:
Gee, I've got to go back to 24 Hour Fitness -- if only I could remember where it is.