If the poo-filled clip from Comic-Con wasn’t enough to dissuade you from spending money on The Spirit next weekend, Variety’s Justin Chang just might do the trick. “Frank Miller’s solo writing-directing debut plunges into a watery grave early on and spends roughly the next 100 minutes gasping for air,” he writes. Also (literally) shitty — the special effects: “When a man falls to the ground, his body covered with white bloodstains, it’s unclear whether he’s been felled by bullets or by incontinent birds.” [Variety]
