Sin City

As a major fan of Robert Rodriguez and a fan of Frank Miller, I think that I was expecting a bit more from Sin City. It’s hard to know exactly WHAT I wanted more of, since the film is suffused with style and violence, cheap broads with hearts of gold and mugs who never got a fair shot.

But for all the style the film oozes, its extremely stylized dialogue is sometimes hard for the film’s cast to get out and sound plausible doing so — this is particularly true of some of the lines placed in the mouths of the actresses.

Still, the film is ruthlessly true to Miller’s vision and is easily the most hard-boiled noir movie ever made. As a result, Sin City has to be strongly recommended to fans of either.

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