One of the things that bugs the F out of me about Hollywood is that people can become the new hot director or actor and book a ton of projects based on buzz about a film no one has seen yet.  Case in point: Odd Lot Entertainment has aquired the rights to Buck Rogers, and they want Frank Miller to direct.  Now, Frank Miller is a world renowned graphic artist, but I’m not sure if you guys have noticed this, directing movies and drawing pictures actually involve slightly different “skill sets”.  Nonetheless, Miller recently completed his directorial debut, The Spirit.  How’s that going, you ask?

Hollywood Reporter: “truly a mess. Fans of Sin City and 300 will populate theaters for the film’s opening, but boxoffice will fall quickly. The film’s campiness might then pull in a different sort of aficionados — those who celebrate films such as The Rocky Horror Picture Show for their silly acting and overripe dialogue.”

Variety: “Frank Miller’s solo writing-directing debut plunges into a watery grave early on and spends roughly the next 100 minutes gasping for air. Pushing well past the point of self-parody, Miller has done Will Eisner’s pioneering comicstrip no favors by drenching it in the same self-consciously neo-noir monochrome put to much more compelling use in “Sin City.””

And then of course there was this guy’s 2600-word ode to how much it sucked.

I’m not telling you you should trust any of these people’s opinions, because most people are idiots, and that goes double for anyone who writes about movies for a living.  Point is, there are a million people out there who want to direct movies, and this dude’s getting another shot before the returns on his first try are even in.  And by most accounts, it was a disaster.  But he does wear that handsome black fedora everywhere he goes, so I can see why people would think he has his finger on the pulse of today’s youth.