There is no justice without sin.
Sin City is a neo-noir crime thriller based on Frank Miller's graphic novel series of the same name.The film is primarily based on three of Miller's works: The Hard Goodbye, about a man who embarks on a brutal rampage in search of his one-time sweetheart's killer; The Big Fat Kill, which focuses on a street war between a group of prostitutes and a group of mercenaries; and That Yellow Bastard, which follows an aging police officer who protects a young woman from a grotesquely disfigured serial killer.
"Care for a smoke?"
My (film noir-ish) reaction to the film-
A little after 8:00 PM.
Lousy dogs barking outside loud enough to be heard outside this lousy town, but they don't matter. At least not at the moment because I just got done revisiting a goddess...
She calls herself City...Sin City to be exact. She's not like any other of those comic broads you see in those graphic novels. I always thought graphic novel was just some artsy term for comic book, but I'm getting off topic. She isn't like some comic book broad. She IS a comic book broad. A goddess that leaped off the page and onto celluloid. A fantasy out of a dream and…
"A hardtop with a decent engine, and make sure it's got a big trunk!" - Dwight
There's noir dialogue and there's noir dialogue, and this film's script falls into the latter category. The dialogue is more hard-boiled than an egg you've left in a pan on the hob for a month. It's absolutely legendary. I'm convinced that it's the best aspect of Sin City, and it was a wise choice to lift it straight from the gold mine of source material that is Frank Miller's graphic novels.
And the choice of filming the movie panel by panel to make the film as close to the graphic novels as possible is brilliant. If they set out to make a living, breathing…
Holy shit...this is definitely one of the most visually brilliant films I have seen. The black-and-white, combined with the green screen backgrounds and the high contrasts make it look exactly like a comic book brought to life. Then of course you add in the occasional flashes of colour that push it up to breathtaking instead of simply outstanding. Becky's blue eyes. The Yellow Bastard. Micheal Clarke Duncan's eye. Dwight's trainers. Goldie. The heart-shaped bed. The red sky in the Old Town massacre. Nothing major, just the little things. And those little things make this a beautiful film...
...whilst simultaneously being one of the ugliest and most brutal films I've seen as well. It never holds back. Every hit is delivered…
Upon first viewing, this is remarkably similar to Pulp Fiction. Here begin the similarities:
1. Three tales of redemption.
2. Three tales about macho males.
3. Three tales, not in chronological order.
4. One tale about Bruce Willis.
5. At least one of the tales being directed by Quentin Tarantino.
6. Seemingly un-killable characters (Vincent and Jules dodge death in Pulp Fiction, while Marv and Kevin take too much effort to successfully finish off).
7. Excellent dance sequence.
8. Very structurally similar, in terms of the prologue connecting up with the end, and little set-up vignettes after the credits have rolled.
So, there you have it. I wasn't expecting to be comparing this to my favourite movie, but here I am. Still really bloody good, though (is it wrong of me to think every scene with Benecio Del Toro in is hilarious?).
WOW this movie is fucking awesome!
Visually gorgeous masterpiece!
I'm a sucker for a film that goes for a style and sticks with it. Add in lashings of gore too and I'm set.
Of particular note, for me, is Elijah Wood as Kevin. Outstanding psycho.
I don't really know how to describe this film, interesting and unique perhaps. It is visually stunning, the sharp colourful accents against the strong monochrome picture, fitting in with the graphic novel roots. The majority of the film is quick paced, full of thrilling action and gore yet other scenes are slower and lack the original pace. Overall a well-done neo-noir though could be 30 minutes shorter.
Το ξαναδα χθες το βραδυ. Τι σπουδαια ταινια!
Ο Franc Miller πτεπει νε ειναι ο μοναδικος δημιουργος graphic novel που η δουλεια του εχει μεταφερθει αυτουσια στο σινεμα. Κατι σημαινει αυτο...
Robert Rodriguez's and Frank Millers "Sin City" is probably the most stylistically shot movie I've ever seen and I'm a sucker for Neo-Noir films. This translation (translation meaning the content of the graphic novel transferred to the screen as opposed to an adaptation) is completely awesome and it sticks to its roots. Each individual cast member does perfectly as their characters and the violence is just perfect, a little bit cheesy, but that's how it's supposed to be.
Best part: The narration from the characters.
Worst part: This isn't even that bad, but I wish the story "That Yellow Bastard" was a lot longer.
I was a big fan of Planet Terror and thus always wanted to watch this, possibly the most popular Robert Rodriguez film. However, the results were dissapointing to say the least.
The film is indeed sometimes beautifully shot, and fans of the graphic novel are sure going to love it, both because it is a translation more than an adaptation and because it looks like a comic book, but there starts my main problem with Sin City.
Yesterday I talked about how good Lost in Translation was, mainly because the story is simple and nothing special but how is it told is what makes the difference. Here, the exact opposite happens: the story is nothing short in awesomeness, but is…
gun shots in the night
No vengeance without a fight
No wrong and no right
A graphic novel adaptation at it's finest. The cast is stellar and visuals are stunning. I can't wait for the sequel and i hope it doesn't fall short of the high water mark set by this film.
Clive Owen, related to last film
Pretty interesting film
Very much so.
Stylish and packed full of mad characters. It is one rough city.