Saturday Amy and I saw the movie 30 Days of Night. Fans of the comic book -- sort of -- we were looking forward to it. I kind of or want to like Josh Hartnett, even though I can't think of a performance of his that made me think "he's a good actor." He seems like an okay guy, I guess that's his appeal. He must be an okay guy for people to keep hiring him. I don't think they're hiring him because he's the coolest, the hottest or the most intense.
Anyway, fans of the comic will recall that the real protagonist is the female character, the estranged wife of the character played by Josh Hartnett. But this is Hollywood, so the female lead, some mouth-breathing, sissy-looking blonde named Melissa George, basically followed the dude around the entire movie. We were supposed to think she's tough, but she doesn't actually do anything that's all that tough.
Unless you count being rescued by the male lead.
A bigger problem with the movie is there's not much story there. That's easily forgiven in a 30-page comic (those comics were a rip-off, more money and few pages than average). But in a movie you really do want a little bit more.
In the end I can't say it was a BAD movie. It was disappointing to me that they took a very stylized comic and made it into a rather pedestrian horror movie, but fans of that genre probably won't find too much to complain about.
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