Well, I’m glad I saw it...

For all its graphic splendor, watching Sin City is like spending two hours in a state-of-the-art wax museum. Rodriguez loves his material so much that he embalmed it.

I got into an early show yesterday, thankfully since every show after the four o’clock that we went to was sold out. Visually, the movie was stunning and it does have a great cast but, I think there’s a bad case of writer-itis going on. Since Frank Miller was so intricately involved in the project, he wanted something as close to the original graphic novels as possible. Unfortunately, film is a visual medium which is unlike Miller’s normal environs. The last time I was clubbed over the head so much by a voiceover narration, it was for the DeLaurentis adaptation of Frank Herbert’s Dune.

Somebody needs to tell Frankie boy, sometimes less is more. Save the narration for when it’s really needed!