Review of: Sin City, Book 1: The Hard Goodbye

The artwork is stark and stylized - but stark to the point of some critics calling Frank Miller lazy. It's a little of both. Highly dramatic, but also indifferent to the inane details. It's storytelling stripped down to only its essential elements. I can respect that. But all things considered, Miller is a lazy bastard. Luckily the style fits perfectly with this type of story.
That first installment from DHP's Fifth Anniversary was recreated panel-for-panel, shot-for-shot in Rodriguez' film in rather remarkable fashion. This wasn't an adaptation of Miller's work. It was literally using the graphic novel as the storyboards - as the bible - for the film. I can't say if the rest of the story followed in such a strict fashion, but I wouldn't be surprised.
The story itself is an interesting mix of exaggerrated film noir infused with comic book larger-than-life characters and action. It's damn ugly and nasty and makes no apologies. The writing is a bit unnecessarily on-the-nose. Nothing here is left to subtlety, leaving the whole thing rather simplistic.
It's grit and grist as artform. Blood and violence as poetry. It's a worthwhile experience, but it's no landmark in literature.
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