Now that reviews are coming from every quarter—both "official" and non—I no longer feel I need to keep anything under wraps. More later, perhaps, but for now, lemme just say this: I find it both counterintuitive and eminently logical that the Greatest Comic Book Ever Made didn't translate into the Greatest Comic Book Movie Ever made.
There are parts that are very good, bits that just sit there, and elements that make you scratch your head with a "wha-huh?" (Especially the music. I mean, really, "The Sound of Silence" over a funeral scene? Martin Scorsese, Quentin Tarantino, and David Chase must've shared a silent shudder.)
Watchmen will not slice your bread, will not pleasure your significant other, and will not alter your views on life, the universe, and everything. Those who say it is the end-all-be-all don't have a firm grasp of the concept of "all."
Simmer down, everyone.