300 7.5 of 10 It's all the gloss of modern music videos and commercials with all the blood fetish of recent actions flicks, including Miller's own Sin City and Taritino's Kill Bill. The tweeked out art direction and heavy handed stylization can border on annoying, but for me it was just slickly watchable in the same way some of Bruckheimer's stuff can be. But then you had absolutely horrifyingly campy dialog at times, true misfires, and the general sloppy secondary story back in Sparta that ensured that you couldn't fully let go into that slick commercial for the entire running time. My 7.5 is probably best said as 75% of the time I really enjoyed just looking at it, gimmics be damned, and 25% of the time it was painful to watch. I suppose my opinion is like Adam's except that I gave in to the gloss and enjoyed it for it's style over substance. In fact it's biggest missteps were when it tried to take itself too serious, that's where the worst dialog and worst scenes came from. Most of the time this film felt like a 15 year old boy's fantasy rather than an historical epic, like drinking a cup of sugar water to wash down the Skittles.