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.