Sin City... the old ultra-violence

This weekend was The Weekend of Chores. I had a lot of fun going out with the peeps on Saturday night though (and saw nothing wrong with most of our conversation... vulva is not a dirty word... though perhaps the bit about the ben-wa balls was a little educational for a family restaurant).

After a group dinner hiddenbear and I went on to see Sin City, which is what I wanted to post about... ( Read more... )

In short: beautiful, nasty and heartbreaking. Not the best movie to go to sleep alone after, though that is exactly what I did. I loved the black-and-white effect with just a few things colored in, which was done more boldly than in Schindler's List and more effectively (in some ways) than in Pleasantville. I do wish I hadn't read the review warning me that the spurting white blood looked unfortunately like pigeon poop in one scene, because you know... the movie got to that scene and it did and I just laughed. The cartoonlike violence was a blessing though, pigeon poop or no... If it had been even a bit more realistic I don't think I would have made it through at all.