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Starring:
Bruce Willis, Jessica Alba, Rosario Dawson, Benicio
Del Toro, Clive Owen, Mickey Rourke |
Directed By:
Robert Rodriguez, Frank Miller |
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A
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This is all you need to know: Comic book to film translations
don't come any more accurate than Sin City. Robert
Rodriguez, who gave Sin City's creator billing as co-director,
has gone to great lengths to recreate the original film noirish
graphic novels up on the silver screen. Based on the tales
from multiple storylines in the Sin City series, the
movie follows three main characters who have to take certain
events into their own hands to deliver a bit of Sin City-style
justice.
While there is no main story arc, the three main tales do
share some moments with each other and paint a larger picture
of the city as a whole. After a minor prologue, were are given
the first part of Hardigan's story - Bruce Willis plays a
old cop who hunts down the son of a senator who likes to torture
and kill little girls. After Hardigan's first chapter is resolved,
Marv's chapter opens up. Marv (Rourke) is a down-on-your-luck
drunken brute who wakes up framed for the murder of a hooker
he spent the night with. Instead of resigning to his fate,
he goes on a brutal hunt for the murderer, beating up or killing
everyone in his path. The third part tells the story of Dwight,
a less than reputable man who goes to track down his girlfriend's
ex-boyfriend (Del Toro), only to watch him get killed by the
lawless hookers. When they discover the ex-boyfriend is a
cop, Dwight has to get rid of the body before the truce between
the hookers and the police comes to a violent end. To bring
the movie to an end is the last part of Hardigan's tale, which
shows the resolution of events that occurred in the first
part.
When it comes to performances, the massive cast is not short
on fine deliveries. While the script does have it's share
of clichéd lines, they fit all too well in the style
of hard-boiled story that's being told. While the Who's Who
of cast gives all sorts of great scenes, none prove to be
better than Mickey Rourke as the drunken, belligerent Marv,
who is so hopped up on revenge and psyche pills that he even
begins to doubt himself before his revenge is complete. His
story is such a joy to behold that even his confrontation
with the eerie cannibal (Elijah Wood) is art in motion.
Of course, one can not discuss this film without commenting
on the visual style that Rodriguez has used to stay as faithful
to the comics as possible. The Sin City series has
always been stark black and white with the rare splash of
color thrown in for good measure and Rodriguez understands
that. His shots are highly stylized and framed excellently.
The black and white is so crisp and detailed that one might
actually suffer from information overload. There are single
shots of Marv's face that are gorgeous to behold. In the few
instances that color does show, it stands out, giving importance
to what needs to be highlighted.
One of the more important side effects of this artistic decision
is that is makes the rampant violence seem more surreal. If
this much blood had been spilled in full color, movie goers
would have likely lost their proverbial lunches. There is
a sadistic amount of violence in Sin City, so much
so that even the good guys have no problem with torture and
castration.
Sin City may just prove to be one of those films that's
so dense in content that some viewers just can't take it all
in, like a meal that's made everyone full, yet keeps delivering
more courses. There is little to no fat in the story and events
progress in a steady pace that leaves slackers behind. Luckily,
none of the characters and dialogue is so overwrought that
you'll need a few minutes to digest it before moving on.
If you are a fan of Frank Miller's work or comics in general,
you must see this. It's quite possibly the most faithful conversion
you're likely to ever see. Though, if you're weak stomached,
come on an empty stomach as even the disassociated violence
is rich and omnipresent.
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- Kinderfeld
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