zack snyder

So Zack just woke up one morning, and while he was whisking the eggs for his three-pepper omelette he thought: 'you know what I really like? Hot chicks. Wait, no, like hot blonde anime-esque burlesque chicks! Who dance. Yeah. And fight and have guns. And samurai swords. And I like dragons and shit. And crazyassed dream sequences with WWII fighter jets mashed up with all those Roman column sets from 300 I still have. Hey, 300 was a really good movie. I'm fucking Zack Synder. Oh, I like robots too! Damn, hot chicks and robots and dragons and zeppelins on fire and shit.'

Or at least that's what I like to imagine.