So, I saw 300.

I really, really, really need some Thucydides now. Or some Herodotus. Alas, the nearest Borders was out of stock on both men's work, so I had to settle for a copy of The King Must Die and a book on Greek religion. Also for screaming "Creedy, put some pants on!!" after I got out of the theater.

( Imagery spoilers, I guess. Sort of, um, incoherent. )