Sing to me, muse, of the six-pack of Leonidas

300 is a purportless excerise in comley computer imagery and a showcase for the latest in steroid-enhanced male torsos. The filmmakers don't know how to mete out either. One CGI-rhinoceros is cool. But add elephants and giants and superannuated ninjas and 3 meter tall monarchs and evil hunchbacks...well, you get kind of tired. And after two hours of the half-nude Spartan fighters flexing their transverse abdominis, sartorius, gastrocnemius and obliques, I worried about the body images of the soft, milk-dud munching boy comic book fans around me. Girls, you don't have to look like Kate Moss. Eat a little. And guys, Gerard Butler gets paid a lot of money to train eight hours a day and has special "nutritionists" working with him to achieve the proper regal six-pack.