Alan Moore Decides to Make His Own Movie. With Hookers. And Blackjack.
Alan Moore is one of the single most brilliant writers of the late twentieth century. He is also quite possibly insane. The two facts may have something to do with each other.
His mad beard fits with his predilection for bursting like an old testament prophet upon any film made from his work that he doesn’t like. This set of films maps one-to-one with the set of films made from his work in general. One can understand this level of bile when we examine what Hollywood did to The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, but while other adaptations certainly haven’t been entries in the pantheon of great film, they also haven’t been such abominations as to be worth popping an aneurysm over.
He’s become a girl crying wolf about the quality of adaptations. It’s just not news that Moore hates a film based on his work. It’s only notable in order to see what creative insults his mind has generated since the last one.
Of course, as far as I’m concerned it should be Moore’s right to prevent any adaptation of his work. The idea that someone else owns the rights to Watchmen and other Moore creations is an absurdity of our copyright system.
So Moore is finally just up and making his own film instead of complaining about the film adaptations of his other works. He has teamed up with commercial photographer Mitch Jenkins (as opposed to an amateur one, I suppose) to make a series of short films called Short Pieces. There is almost no other information available yet, so we’ll just make a list:
1. It is being described as “occult” and “noir flecked”
2. Two of the short films are called Act of Faith and Jimmy’s End
3. It will be released via The Creator’s Project
4. Moore will deride the film as a desecration of everything art once was and take the president hostage after its release.
That last point might be made up.
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