I'm pretty sure you have to have a mustache to work at Wendy's...women included. I'm not saying it's a requirement to work there but I went to two different Wendy's in the past three days and nearly everyone had one including the half dozen or so broads, er, women that worked there.
So the pope died. I'd say "Bummer." but then some might call me an insensitive asshole. But I'm a Catholic too. Just not a very good one. See, I've only attended church services maybe four times in the past eight years. Yea, not so good. But I learned a few things over the last couple of days. Yea, apparently the newly appointed pope gets to pick his pope name. As in John Paul II's real name is Karol Wojtyla. Yea, he's real Polish. So the pope picks a name from the huge list of saints sort of like how people pick a saint's name for confirmation. Well if you could pick any name, saints and otherwise, why not pick something really kickass?
The odds of a super Catholic, straight-shooting old guy having a modern sense of humor are as about as good as Jacko's chances of being taken seriously anymore. So what if I was pope? What kind of name would I pick? Something outlandish, of course. Something that rolls off the tongue. Something that would make you laugh outloud and/or cringe every time you heard it. Pope Osama? Pope Sideshow Bob? Pope Santa Claus? Oo, I got it. Pope Jihad? Naahh. That'll start all kinds of trouble. But you get the point.
North Carolina's the new National Champ in college basketball, huh? Um, alright. Congratulations...but I'm still more excited about next year's college football season. (Maybe the fact that I got anally violated, figuratively speaking, in this year's bracketology had something to do with it.)
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And now to the main event...my review of Sin City.
It kicked ass. The end.
Just kidding. Well, it did kick ass. But I've got more to say about it than that.
The stark contrast of black and white and color was a factor in its overall level of kickassery. The fact that it felt like a comic book on screen was the biggest reason why it kicked so much ass. Most moves adapted from comic books are well done but feel like any non-screen adaptation. It just feels like any other movie. Batman and Batman Returns were the best at this before this movie came along, although both still kick major ass. (Michael Keaton will always be Batman.)
Virtually the entire movie was shot against a green screen in Robert Rodriguez's home studio in Austin, Texas. The only tangibles were the objects the actors touched and the cars they drove. It was all shot with digital cameras so there's no film. I think the most important reason for the success of the transfer from novel to silver screen is that Rodriguez co-directed it with author Frank Miller. This is key because the original author can make sure that each scene looks exactly the way he originally envisioned it. And they hit a homerun for sure.
Naysayers will complain about a lack of plot or that it was too comic booky. First of all, if you were looking for a not-so-comic booky type of movie you were poking your head in the wrong doggy door to begin with. And thusly, you are not cool. Secondly, there was plot. There were three stories within the movie. This would explain some of the choppiness. I can see how some may not like that. It did not bother me. All three plots I thought were original and interesting. Not overly complicated and no real B story lines. But I really enjoyed how the plethora of big name actors played their respective roles so well. I didn't feel like any one of them was trying to take over the movie. Some of the big names (Del Toro, Clark Duncan, Murphy) had really small roles but they played them as they should have.
Visually this movie ridiculous. And that's why most people will see it. The dialogue is comic booky - cooky cliches and one-liners that sound stupid in real life but fit well in a fictional setting like this. Overall I've got to recommend this movie to basically anyone that can handle the massive amount of violence. We're talking massive. Oh and there's a good three or four different sets of boobies that you see. None of which are Jessica Alba's (frowny face). But she has soared to the top of my sexiest women on the planet list after seeing this movie. Absolutely amazing. Dare I say, "scrumtrulescent."
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