Just watched about 45 minutes of Sin City. I started with the beginning, stopped right around the time we first see Jessica Alba's apartment, post wolf-eating-legs scene.
That's about when me, my mom, and my dad collectively decided we were
a) bored
b) bored
c) put off visually and as thinking intelligent people who expect something of value in dialogue
d) not getting anything whatsoever out of this experience
e) so willing to ridicule the idiocy on screen in front of us that watching anymore would be cruel & unecessary damage to our braincells and sense of judgement.
f) bored
Some of the comments thrown about during the timespan we did last:
dialogue: "I still don't know what she was running from."
commentA: "You asshole."
commentB: "This scene just proves that no matter what he does I can't take Josh Hartnett seriously."
"Is every woman in this movie a hooker?"
"Why is his head not concave after that?"
"Oh please."
"Is every woman in this movie a hooker AND in need of rescue by a big strong violent man?"
"Wouldn't the blood have washed off his face if he just went under water?"
"Okay, this show is starting to lose me."
"I don't think it ever found me."
"I thought Elijah Wood was supposed to be scary and creepy and stuff? This isn't scary, it's almost making me giggle."
"::derisive snort::"
"The wolf was the most interesting thing so far, and that's not saying much."
"You know, I appreciate the artistic effort that went into composing some of these shots, but the rest of it especially the script is so mindnumbingly stupid, boring, and annoying that I just don't care about watching more."
Rashaka: ::standing:: "Okay, I think I'm done now. I'm going to get ice cream."
ShakaDad: "Me too. ShakaMom, what do you think?"
ShakaMom: "I've had enough."
ShakaDad: "Where did you put our property tax papers? I want to look at them with you."
ShakaMom: "They're on the table. Here..."
That's about when me, my mom, and my dad collectively decided we were
a) bored
b) bored
c) put off visually and as thinking intelligent people who expect something of value in dialogue
d) not getting anything whatsoever out of this experience
e) so willing to ridicule the idiocy on screen in front of us that watching anymore would be cruel & unecessary damage to our braincells and sense of judgement.
f) bored
Some of the comments thrown about during the timespan we did last:
dialogue: "I still don't know what she was running from."
commentA: "You asshole."
commentB: "This scene just proves that no matter what he does I can't take Josh Hartnett seriously."
"Is every woman in this movie a hooker?"
"Why is his head not concave after that?"
"Oh please."
"Is every woman in this movie a hooker AND in need of rescue by a big strong violent man?"
"Wouldn't the blood have washed off his face if he just went under water?"
"Okay, this show is starting to lose me."
"I don't think it ever found me."
"I thought Elijah Wood was supposed to be scary and creepy and stuff? This isn't scary, it's almost making me giggle."
"::derisive snort::"
"The wolf was the most interesting thing so far, and that's not saying much."
"You know, I appreciate the artistic effort that went into composing some of these shots, but the rest of it especially the script is so mindnumbingly stupid, boring, and annoying that I just don't care about watching more."
Rashaka: ::standing:: "Okay, I think I'm done now. I'm going to get ice cream."
ShakaDad: "Me too. ShakaMom, what do you think?"
ShakaMom: "I've had enough."
ShakaDad: "Where did you put our property tax papers? I want to look at them with you."
ShakaMom: "They're on the table. Here..."
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Date: 2005-08-26 04:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-26 04:09 am (UTC)Visually it's interesting to look at for a while... there's a sort of super-realism look to the film despite the black and white with red accents. I don't know what kind of filming process they used or enhanced the final product with, but it's certainly exotic looking.
Unfortunately, visuals couldn't sustain the movie for me and I got tired of the visuals pretty quickly anyway.
I was ready to to turn it off a few lines into the opening scene, just because the dialogue was so ugh. I stuck around for as long as I did because my parents were curious about it.
The whole thing feels like it was written for adolescent boys who dream of nothing more than shooting thugs and then fucking and then stabbing women who possess large breasts, not necessarily in that order.
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Date: 2005-08-26 04:16 am (UTC)The dialogue wasn't so much a turn off for me. It only felt "out of time", like something out of a flick from the 30s or the 40s. Like a James Cagney movie punched up with weird coloring, foul language and more horrific street violence. Now, really, if I want to see a James Cagney flick, I'll watch The Public Enemy. Much more interesting, to say the least.
Nevertheless, I'm effing BAFFLED that so many people on my Friends List (besides you,
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Date: 2005-08-26 04:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-26 04:33 am (UTC)To be honest, I'm baffled by the positive response as well. And most of these people usually have overlapping tastes with mine, so it seems weird. Actually, just last Saturday I was talking with my coworker and he was telling me how interesting he found the symbolism in this movie, and how impressed he was by the end, and how he thought it got unfairly criticized by the film critics. I suspect we'll have something to talk about tomorrow.
In some ways I want to compare this movie to Kill Bill. Both had bright, garish coloring and artistic direction, both had outrageous, comic-book-like characters, and both had extremely bloody and over-the-top violence. And yet... Kill Bill worked for me in every way this movie WASN'T working for me.
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Date: 2005-08-26 05:51 am (UTC)Sun