what the...are you kidding?? 300 was friggin' terrible! I couldn't stop laughing, and I'm assuming this steroid-fueled, frat-boy, one-liner, penis-fest was not supposed to be a comedy. I loved Sin City which makes it more disappointing that Frank Miller wrote this crap. It was like watching someone else play a video game, and we all know how exciting THAT is. Slow-motion fighting, men in speedo's, screeching guitars? Am I at a Motley Crue concert? And 300 is better than Gladiator? Hmmm...that's like saying Ishtar is almost as good as Gigli, but almost, not quite, but almost. The cast of Golden Girls have more believable fight in them than these pumped up retards.
I think this movie was more of an epic and timeless battle against male-pattern baldness than anything else. These valiant warriors need to hit the propecia, not the Persians.
OK, Steve, what do you have to say to THAT, you little tool of the gods?

I'll take your purported scalp and raise you one filthy snowman.