If film noir was not a genre, but a hard man on mean streets with a lost lovely in his heart and a bullet in his gut, his
nightmares would look like "Sin City." The new movie by Robert Rodriguez and Frank Miller plays like a convention
at the movie museum in Quentin Tarantino's subconscious. A-list action stars rub shoulders with villains and hookers, in a
city where the streets are always wet, the cars are ragtops and everybody smokes. It's a black-and-white world, except for
blood, which is red, eyes which are green, hair which is blond, and the Yellow Bastard.
Brilliant action, great dialogue, supurb visual effects, but it does tend to drag on a little towards the end, and "Dwight's"
story is too long. Overall though, it is a movie that has to been seen before you die.
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