Hey, producers, hack screenwriters and directors, and other cretinous bastards walking through the slimy alleys of Hollywood: Stop fucking around with Alan Moore’s work! (Or rather, Alan Moore, stop allowing these guys to fuck with your work. Do you really need more Victorian erotica to add to your copious collection in the east wing of the estate? Shit, Alan. It ain’t worth it!)
From Hell was a tepid affair. The League of Extraordinary Gentleman was abominable. And if, as this guy reports, you’re going to tamper with the careful politics of V for Vendetta and dilute this fantastic masterpiece of all its punch — if you motherfuckers can’t even “adapt” a fucking comic book, then you have no business being in show business.