It's a beautiful feeling when anticipation gives you chills.
You're at wits end, gnawing at the remnants of your fingernails, totally enamored by the fact that hopefully something great is destined to happen.
And then it occurs....and you realize the wait was definitely worth it.
"Sin City" is utterly spectacular.
Thank you Mr. Rodriguez.
Thank you Mr. Tarantino.
And especially, thank you Mr. Miller.
Usually, I try not to provide too much credence into a flick because I want the audience to judge for themselves.
But in this case, I'll make an exception because not only should everyone see this, this is one of those masterpieces that won't fully be appreciated unless one sees it in its natural environment - the movie theater.
Here's the scenario: Basin City is a dark world in which law and evil coexist in a bath of violence and corruption.
Characters strut and ooze across its streets, and alleyways, careening aside the edge between hero and villain.
The movie is really about three separate tales, all which take place in a city built on corruption, greed, and crookedness.
One tale focuses on the exploits of a good man named Hartigan (Bruce Willis) as he attempts to rescue a young girl from the clutches of an evil pervert who has kidnapped her for extremely bad reasons.
Another tale follows Marv (Mickey Rourke), a low-class brute who wakes up to find a dead hooker in his bed, and a charge of murder upon his head. He was allowed one much needed night of "bliss" with a woman he considered so above his station, that she was his "angel."
Now, revenge is the dish he plans on serving up.
Finally, the third story deals with a man named Dwight (Clive Owen) and his encounter with a...