black people. Brown people. Disfigured people. Gay men

So hordes of idiots are going to the movies to see what is the new thing in film making called 300 and shit it is hilarious! I had to see it but geeeeez, it should have been a silent film. the visuals are pretty good and its even pretty to look at at times with hot bodies, blood and random enormous nipples all self-indulgently visualized in slow-motion. the writing is ridiculously bad, and the symbolism is just off on so many levels. its a collection of cliches left over from the 80s and 90s about east/west crap.. anyway, the persians are an empire led by (allah?) who just wants you to sell your soul and kneel, and has shisha and belly dancer filled lounges shock-full of lesbians (virgins or some sort of distorted paradise).. maybe this is a stretch on my part.. its pretty to watch the damn thing, but having seen it in a movie theater full of average americans (very low IQ) who clapped at the end, who knows how they read this movie! Persians, brown and black people, TAKE COVER! you might be a target.


here is what someone said and i think its clear enough:

Here are just a few of the categories that are not-so-vaguely conflated with the "bad" (i.e., Persian) side in the movie: black people. Brown people. Disfigured people. Gay men (not gay in the buff, homoerotic Spartan fashion, but in the effeminate Persian style). Lesbians. Disfigured lesbians. Ten-foot-tall giants with filed teeth and lobster claws. Elephants and rhinos (filthy creatures both). The Persian commander, the god-king Xerxes (Rodrigo Santoro) is a towering, bald club fag with facial piercings, kohl-rimmed eyes, and a disturbing predilection for making people kneel before him.

Meanwhile, the Spartans, clad in naught but leather man-briefs, fight under the stern command of Leonidas (Gerard Butler), whose warrior ethic was forged during a childhood spent fighting wolves in the snow. Leonidas likes to rally the troops with bellowed speeches about "freedom," "honor," and "glory," promising that they will be remembered for having created "a world free from mysticism and tyranny." (The men's usual response, a fist-pumping "A-whoo! A-whoo!" sounds strangely fratty.) But Leonidas is not above playing the tyrant himself. When a messenger from Xerxes arrives bearing news Leonidas doesn't like, he hurls the man, against all protocol, down a convenient bottomless well in the center of town. "This is blasphemy! This is madness!" says the messenger, pleading for his life. "This is Sparta," Leonidas replies.