300 offers up a stirring tale of battlefield sacrifice that’s tailor-made for MTV-generation glorification. It’s bloody, it has nudity and a wicked streak of darkly humorous fatalism that seems suitable for these times; it pops off the screen with the same sort of in-your-face quality of Sin City, mixing fantastical visual affectation with skull-cracking action. Young males are going to eat this movie up. I’ve talked about it before, but for the full review, from FilmStew, click here.