I was a big fan of Sin City back in the day. Nerdishly, I even took my trade paperbacks with me to see this flick opening day, thinking I would be able to follow along since the film followed the book so closely. I ended up just tucking them under my seat in fear of ridicule, mainly from my ex-girlfriend.
Most people in the theater laughed at the absurdity of Marv’s nigh invulnerability. I was confused as to why at first, because unlike them I knew these stories didn’t take place in reality. In Frank Miller’s world, a man can get shot eleventy times, mowed down with a car, and still be able to dust himself off and castrate you.
And while that’s badass in the comics, on celluloid it didn’t quite translate well. I think most people like to see their film heroes at bit more vulnerable, so I decided to run with that. So here you go, people who went to the 8:00 showing at AMC Theater’s Flatiron Crossing 14 on April 1, 2005. Here’s your vulnerable hero. I hope you’re happy.
