The Spirit

When I was ten years old I would watch shows like Lost in Space and The Time Tunnel and I thought they were awesome. The best shows ever. To watch these shows now only has camp value for they are as plastic and cheesy as the nachos sold at movie theaters. The Spirit is a movie only a ten year old could love.
This is film noir for someone who's never seen a film noir. The Spirit is Sin City for the PG-13 crowd, based on a graphic novel by Will Eisner and adapted and directed by Sin City writer Frank Miller. The Spirit uses the style of Sin City - duo chromatic hues that are occasionally highlighted by red backgrounds, all shot on a stage against an effects screen. The baddie, a mascara-handicapped hambone called The Octopus wrecks havoc and only The Spirit (Gabriel Macht) can save the city. Samuel L. Jackson plays Octopus and he uses the word "eggs" as a pun or gag line the way he spews mother fucker in R-rated movies.
There's hot babe action aplenty - Eva Mendes, Kimberly Cox, Jaime King, Scarlett Johansson, Paz Vega, Sarah Paulson - only these aren't femme fatales so much as they're foils for the comic book style of the film. There's a cat that's pretty cool, but that's because the feline is the only on-screen talent who's not mugging for the camera. If this was a television show it'd last one season and become a cult item. As a feature film The Spirit might single-handedly put the kabosh on this style of filmmaking forever.