300 - Rise of a Nation

Karat and I were born conjoined.  We were separated at birth.  Then we married in the early 2000's.  We divorced in 2009.  We recently renewed our vows of marriage.  This is much like the story of Athens and Sparta in 300 - Rise of an Empire.

In this telling of Frank Miller's Xerxes, we follow the Athenians as they battle for good against the evil Persians.  Good is the idea of freedom overtly discussed in speeches given by Themistocles to his Athenian soldiers.  Evil is the shackled galley slaves who row the Persian boats.  The story begins shortly after the conflict between the Persians and the 300 Spartans of the previous movie.  I commented that the movie contained more six packs than a liquor store.  Karat commented that there were more big hunks than a candy store.

However, both of us ignored the portrayal of the Persians.  Instead, we headed out afterward to eat dinner at a local Pakistani restaurant called Zam Zam, which satiated our interest in the unknown.  300 - Rise of an Empire dwells in this vacuum of uncertainty.  This is a stylized fictionalization of the past, where history is created.  In fact, once we commenced our dinner, the movie experience had already taken place in the past.  The present was curry goat.  That, too, is now the past.  The point is, our dinner wasn't of Persian food.  It was close, but it isn't correct to say that this was Persian food.  So take 300 - Rise of  Nation with a drizzle of Raita on your Naan, and don't mistake an approximation of truth for truth. 

Chop