Yes, it’s easy to make fun of the glowing blue penis, especially for those whom most comic-book movies are produced: men ages 18 to 34. But Zack Snyder’s adaptation of the greatest graphic novel of all time is an incredibly adult look at superheroes. Though much of the movie’s thematic strength can be attributed to Alan Moore’s original story, the film nonetheless asks the questions that few superhero movies ever do: What is a true superhero? What is Superman? What is Thor? What is any invulnerable being, but a god? And if a superhero is a god, isn’t that something to fear rather than celebrate? And even if a superhero is not a god, if he’s just some damaged, kinky, psychopath who likes to dress in costume and beat people up, isn’t that something to fear as well? In the end, Watchmen asks the most important question of all (as far as these types of movies go): Is there anything good about superheroes?