So try this scenario on for size: You’re just a regular guy who likes to look at porn on the Internet. The phrase “barely legal,” the prospect of 20-year-old ladies (Too old! Try not to think about it!) prancing around in pigtails and Catholic schoolgirl uniforms, their contorted faces and twisted bodies, gives you just cause to whip out your credit card and, at the moment of truth, punch in the three-digit security code.
Fast-forward 10 minutes. Now sated, your attention turns to other priorities: violent anime, Guillermo del Toro films, Boris Vallejo artwork, Heavy Metal magazine, Peter Jackson’s Tolkien trilogy, Alan Moore novels, etc. As you look back over your day—and, hey man, no shame—you run a quick census of your two most prized entertainments: a) barely-legal girls taking it in every conceivable hole, and b) epic fantasies of limitless awesomeness, violence, and spectacle. Two great things that go great together, right? You ask yourself, can’t someone, anyone, with limitless funding and all the latest developments in computer-generated special effects, make one movie that combines both of my passions?