Sin City

the greatest comic book movie ever created, what a masterpiece! i love the the theatrical cut but i love extended cut even more bcuz it expand the story even more when it didn't even have to, such perfection. marv is my favorite character but honestly i love all of the characters. the cast is so perfect and fit so well. its nothing negative that i can say about this movie.

I couldn't get into this direction. The comics are better, I cannot get into the CGI background noir style. The stories and characters were fine.

I really wanted to enjoy this movie more than I did. It was filmed nicely, and the screenplay was adapted well. On the other hand, you could definitely tell it had a low budget at times. Acting, at some parts, was laughable. Everyone seems to love this movie, and they seem to be ignoring some flaws in its design.

Unique way of making a movie, reminds a lot to comics. But I am not 14 anymore and such unrealistic and simple stories are boring to me. But thats not the worst. I hated all the feministic and pseudohero "I save all the poor and sacred women" stupid propaganda.

Expected so much more from this one. Sin City starts out intriguing, but in the middle gets so terrible I had to actually fast forward through parts of it and fight the urge to press stop and quit watching it. The problem, obviously, is not with the graphic presentation - it's stylish and sometimes very gory. Also gotta take note of the female cast - Jessica Alba is adorable, and others (especially Carla Gugino, to my surprise) are outright hot. (Boobs included) But a movie isn't all about its presentation (and boobs), it's also very much about the plot, and it's pretty damn awful here. The main problem are the characters and the overall goofy comicbook crap that it's based on. Mickey Rourke's ugly-as- **** character throwing people like he's superpowered, Clive Owen jumping down buildings, creepy cannibalistic Elijah Wood, people surviving totally grave wounds and some ugly disgusting yellow freak are ridiculous and just plain stupid. It is impossible not to see how hard this tries to be "noir". with all the black-and-white colouring, constant rain or snow and neverending inner monologues. But it tries too hard, not achieving much. What the movie lacks is a good source to be based on - maybe some detective novel, some real literature, not this comic book junk from Mr. Miller, who can hardly be called a writer. Only good thing is that now I know that I'm in no way spending money on a cinema ticket to the Dame to Kill For, despite its boob-cast now including Eva Green.