I’m not really sure what I can do here. Warner Bros has put a moratorium on spoilers in reviews of “Watchmen” until next week, and I’ll respect their wishes.

So don’t worry…no spoilers here.

But I was lucky enough to see it last night at a private screening, and while I won’t talk about specifics, I’ll share some thoughts.

If you’re not excited about “Watchmen” yet…start getting excited.

It’s fucking awesome.

Director Zack Snyder (“300”) took the story that no one else has been able to tell..the story that everyone thought totally un-adaptable (looking at you, 20th Century Fox). One that was considered too violent for mainstream audiences. Too dense. Too verbose. Snyder took that story…and he fucking nailed it.

It’s all there. To the tiniest detail. The production design, the costumes, and the overall atmosphere show an attention to detail that is borderline obsessive on the part of the filmmakers involved. Rorschach’s mask. Night Owl’s ship Archimedes. Bubastis. The Gunga Diner. The Comedian’s smiling button. The magazine stand. (and yes, for all of you curious people…lots of glowing blue Doc Manhattan penis). They don’t shy away from the violence either, pulling no punches…in fact, they hit harder.

Some fanboys are bound to bitch about the ending, which was slightly altered from the source material. One plot device is substituted for another, but the result is the same. The fanboys that will cry blasphemy are the same idiots who whined when Peter Jackson cut Tom Bombadil from “Lord of the Rings” (really now?). The film’s ending is still just as devastating as the book.

If you have any appreciation of the graphic novel whatsoever, start getting excited.

The clock is almost at midnight…