Make sure it's got a big trunk
Sin City kicked my ass. I followed every step of the film's production -- gobbling up every last leaked frame and teaser trailer -- but on opening night I was still floored by how accurately it captured the style of Miller's comics.
Unsurprisingly, some critics are having the same sort of struggles with the film that others had with the original books. And sure, if you're in the habit of looking for messages in films, the unapologetic violence and amorality of this one is probably pretty disturbing. But Sin City is a tribute to a genre and nothing more. There is no message, no connection to to the real world, no moment that is intended to tell us anything about ourselves. It's entertainment because it is so alien. A perversely fascinating place to visit, maybe, but no one wants to live there.
The new Reel Big Fish album lands tomorrow. Finally!