Sin City

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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..."

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