Mini-Movie Review: Sin City
In “Sin City”, good is the exception, not the rule. If you meet an honest cop, politician, or citizen who is a decent human being who’s just living his life, he’s the oddball, the freak, the person living outside the norm.
On the other hand, “Joe Citizen” in Sin City is a hooker with a heart of gold, a crooked cop who shoots to wound not to kill and the sort of murderer who might feel some pang of remorse after cutting your throat.
The real “bad guys” in the film? They are the sort of scum who give scum a bad name: child molesters, serial killing cannibals, and low rent thugs with swastikas carved on their foreheads.
In short, “Sin City” is the world Hobbes described in “Leviathan, “where men live in “continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.”
Combine that with a decent plot, a visually stunning black and white color scheme that was occasionally streaked with red blood, white band-aids, or blonde hair, savage violence (if you consider that a feature, not a bug), and characters that catch your interest (Mickey Rourke’s Marv & Elijah Wood’s silent serial killer Kevin stole the show), and you have a powerful movie. Thumbs way up — although this is definitely not a film for children…