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Sin City Volume 1: The Hard Goodbye
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bookshelves: fiction, graphic-novel, traditionally-published, he-says
Aug 29, 2014
bookshelves: fiction, graphic-novel, traditionally-published, he-says
Read 2 times. Last read August 29, 2014.
THINGS I LIKED:
The writing. It was excellent.
The drawings.
Marv's distinctive dialogue. I've read enough Miller to know that he doesn't make all his main characters the same. This is much to his credit. Examples:
By way of a for instance...
...I probably would have had to paste you one...
Just give with the scoop.
The fact that Marv is almost impossible to kill.
Marv sleeps during the day and hates the sun. Like a vampire.
Lucille is a lesbian. She is strong physically and mentally but is not a "bull-dyke" stereotype.
There were no sex scenes between Lucille and her girlfriend.
The women aren't super-skinny and I like the way Miller draws their hair.
How Miller gave us little glimpses into Marv's (slightly more vulnerable) past. I loved hearing about his time at Catholic school, his bad experiences at camp, and his "retard" friend Chuck. I loved seeing how Marv sees and interprets the world and why. Almost perfectly done (ruined by him striking Wendy, IMO).
The fact that Marv, big tough he-man, cries, vomits from nerves, and admits fear.
The scene where Nancy patches Marv up. He's carrying an unconscious Wendy. She trusts him and does what he says.
The scene where Wendy is driving Marv to the farm and she's taking orders from him and asking no questions. She just trusts him to know what he's doing and get the job done.
The scene where Marv is confusing Wendy with Goldie and climbs into bed with her. Wendy tells him off and orders him back to the sofa. He obeys and feels really bad. I wish she didn't hit him, though.
Marv doesn't kill the dog. It's a small thing, but small things matter.
Marv says "breasts" and not some stupid-ass word instead.
Marv likes nice coats and when he sees a "bad guy" (I use this term very loosely - everyone is a "bad guy" in this world) who's big enough he starts saying stuff like, "Nice coat you're wearing." etc. It's funny. Then he kills them and steals it.
THINGS I THAT DIDN'T BOTHER ME ONE WAY OR THE OTHER:
All the naked women. I know I should probably feel that this is bad or exploitative or something, but honestly it didn't bother me at all.
Marv's constant comments about what a waste it is that Lucille is lesbian. If I felt Miller was just being a jerk here, that would be one thing. But instead, this trait suits Marv to a T and I'm choosing to interpret this as just excellent characterization on Miller's part. Also, Lucille punches him in the face for one of these choice comments, so... I feel like she's got it covered.
(view spoiler) Again, and I can't reiterate this enough, I think women in this book are having-sex or not-having-sex with Marv for all the wrong reasons. Except for the lesbian women and his mom, of course. They are not-having-sex with Marv for the right reasons. LOL
Marv is Catholic and wears a cross but breaks every commandment ever written.
Marv names his gun Gladys after a nun who taught him. He has conversations with (to?) it.
Marv has an unnamed, unspecified mental illness which he treats with illegal prescription drugs. He takes these drugs whenever he feels like it or whenever he "remembers to." And then he takes 1, 2, or a handful depending on what he feels like.
THINGS I DIDN'T LIKE:
The fact that, due to the font, every time I saw the word "Marv" it looked like "Mary."
The world.
The ending.
There isn't much Nancy wouldn't do for me. Not since a year back when a frat boy roughed her up and I straightened him out but good. Maybe I went a little too far, but I was plenty steamed, seeing her crying like that. It really gets my goat when guys rough up dames.
What's Marv doing on this page? Carrying Wendy's unconscious body. Why is she unconscious? Because he knocked her out by striking her face. Bit of a disconnect? After spending the whole book going on and on about how he doesn't believe in hitting women, how it almost seems like this is a point of pride with him, he goes and ruins the whole thing in the end with this. "But it was for her own good." That's bullcrap and you know it. He could've tried a hundred other things, but he didn't.
Every woman is either a whore or Marv's mother. That may be a bit of an exaggeration, but not much. Let's see... Non-whores... Marv's mom. Little old lady. Birthed Marv. Lucille, parole officer. A lesbian, so I guess she's off the table for Marv, sexually. Is gorgeous. Is naked/barely dressed in every scene. Her girlfriend, Claire, who only exists off-page. Nancy, a stripper, who is gorgeous and is naked/barely dressed in every scene. Kadie, transsexual who Marv respectfully addresses. Off-page. All other females = prostitutes.
I wasn't never even able to buy a woman, the way I look. This whole Marv-is-living-a-sex-free/sex-deprived-life-because-he's-ugly bullshit. I don't care whether the women would be having sex with him because they need some muscle around, think he's cute, are giving him a pity fuck, are saying thank-you or even because they just genuinely like the guy - there would be no shortage of women willing to go to bed with him. He'd only have to pay if he preferred it that way. Also, even if I did think he was ugly enough or evil enough for women to shun him - which I don't - there's NO WAY he wouldn't be able to buy some temporary female companionship. BULLSHIT. This was more unbelievable than any other aspect of the story.
Cops and priests are corrupt, evil scumbags.
(view spoiler)
...
In short, Miller has created a horrible world that I don't want to think about, see, or visit. A world where murder, rape, torture and prostitution are just facts of life.
Similar to Joe Abercrombie, Miller has - through amazing writing and illustrations - made me feel a kind of grudging respect for his work.
P.S. I hated the movie, SIN CITY. And I haven't seen the sequel, nor do I have any desire to.
The writing. It was excellent.
The drawings.
Marv's distinctive dialogue. I've read enough Miller to know that he doesn't make all his main characters the same. This is much to his credit. Examples:
By way of a for instance...
...I probably would have had to paste you one...
Just give with the scoop.
The fact that Marv is almost impossible to kill.
Marv sleeps during the day and hates the sun. Like a vampire.
Lucille is a lesbian. She is strong physically and mentally but is not a "bull-dyke" stereotype.
There were no sex scenes between Lucille and her girlfriend.
The women aren't super-skinny and I like the way Miller draws their hair.
How Miller gave us little glimpses into Marv's (slightly more vulnerable) past. I loved hearing about his time at Catholic school, his bad experiences at camp, and his "retard" friend Chuck. I loved seeing how Marv sees and interprets the world and why. Almost perfectly done (ruined by him striking Wendy, IMO).
The fact that Marv, big tough he-man, cries, vomits from nerves, and admits fear.
The scene where Nancy patches Marv up. He's carrying an unconscious Wendy. She trusts him and does what he says.
The scene where Wendy is driving Marv to the farm and she's taking orders from him and asking no questions. She just trusts him to know what he's doing and get the job done.
The scene where Marv is confusing Wendy with Goldie and climbs into bed with her. Wendy tells him off and orders him back to the sofa. He obeys and feels really bad. I wish she didn't hit him, though.
Marv doesn't kill the dog. It's a small thing, but small things matter.
Marv says "breasts" and not some stupid-ass word instead.
Marv likes nice coats and when he sees a "bad guy" (I use this term very loosely - everyone is a "bad guy" in this world) who's big enough he starts saying stuff like, "Nice coat you're wearing." etc. It's funny. Then he kills them and steals it.
THINGS I THAT DIDN'T BOTHER ME ONE WAY OR THE OTHER:
All the naked women. I know I should probably feel that this is bad or exploitative or something, but honestly it didn't bother me at all.
Marv's constant comments about what a waste it is that Lucille is lesbian. If I felt Miller was just being a jerk here, that would be one thing. But instead, this trait suits Marv to a T and I'm choosing to interpret this as just excellent characterization on Miller's part. Also, Lucille punches him in the face for one of these choice comments, so... I feel like she's got it covered.
(view spoiler) Again, and I can't reiterate this enough, I think women in this book are having-sex or not-having-sex with Marv for all the wrong reasons. Except for the lesbian women and his mom, of course. They are not-having-sex with Marv for the right reasons. LOL
Marv is Catholic and wears a cross but breaks every commandment ever written.
Marv names his gun Gladys after a nun who taught him. He has conversations with (to?) it.
Marv has an unnamed, unspecified mental illness which he treats with illegal prescription drugs. He takes these drugs whenever he feels like it or whenever he "remembers to." And then he takes 1, 2, or a handful depending on what he feels like.
THINGS I DIDN'T LIKE:
The fact that, due to the font, every time I saw the word "Marv" it looked like "Mary."
The world.
The ending.
There isn't much Nancy wouldn't do for me. Not since a year back when a frat boy roughed her up and I straightened him out but good. Maybe I went a little too far, but I was plenty steamed, seeing her crying like that. It really gets my goat when guys rough up dames.
What's Marv doing on this page? Carrying Wendy's unconscious body. Why is she unconscious? Because he knocked her out by striking her face. Bit of a disconnect? After spending the whole book going on and on about how he doesn't believe in hitting women, how it almost seems like this is a point of pride with him, he goes and ruins the whole thing in the end with this. "But it was for her own good." That's bullcrap and you know it. He could've tried a hundred other things, but he didn't.
Every woman is either a whore or Marv's mother. That may be a bit of an exaggeration, but not much. Let's see... Non-whores... Marv's mom. Little old lady. Birthed Marv. Lucille, parole officer. A lesbian, so I guess she's off the table for Marv, sexually. Is gorgeous. Is naked/barely dressed in every scene. Her girlfriend, Claire, who only exists off-page. Nancy, a stripper, who is gorgeous and is naked/barely dressed in every scene. Kadie, transsexual who Marv respectfully addresses. Off-page. All other females = prostitutes.
I wasn't never even able to buy a woman, the way I look. This whole Marv-is-living-a-sex-free/sex-deprived-life-because-he's-ugly bullshit. I don't care whether the women would be having sex with him because they need some muscle around, think he's cute, are giving him a pity fuck, are saying thank-you or even because they just genuinely like the guy - there would be no shortage of women willing to go to bed with him. He'd only have to pay if he preferred it that way. Also, even if I did think he was ugly enough or evil enough for women to shun him - which I don't - there's NO WAY he wouldn't be able to buy some temporary female companionship. BULLSHIT. This was more unbelievable than any other aspect of the story.
Cops and priests are corrupt, evil scumbags.
(view spoiler)
...
In short, Miller has created a horrible world that I don't want to think about, see, or visit. A world where murder, rape, torture and prostitution are just facts of life.
Similar to Joe Abercrombie, Miller has - through amazing writing and illustrations - made me feel a kind of grudging respect for his work.
P.S. I hated the movie, SIN CITY. And I haven't seen the sequel, nor do I have any desire to.
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"I don't know why you died, Goldie. I don't know why and I don't know how and hell I never even met you before tonight but you were a friend and more when I needed one and when I find out who did it it won't be quick or quiet like it was with you. No, it'll be loud and nasty, my kind of kill. I'll stare the bastard in the face and laugh as he screams to God and I'll laugh harder when he whimpers like a baby."
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"And when his eyes go dead the hell I send him to will seem like heaven after what I've done to him.
I love you, Goldie. - Wow, that escalated quickly. He loves her? He only knew her about 4 hours. o.O"
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I love you, Goldie. - Wow, that escalated quickly. He loves her? He only knew her about 4 hours. o.O"
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"Lucille's my parole officer. She's a dyke but God knows why. With that body of hers she could have any man she wants."
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"There's no settling down. It's going to be blood for blood and by the gallons. It's the old days. The bad days. The all-or-nothing days. They're back. There's no choices left and I'm ready for war.
"Prison was hell for you, Marv. It'll be life this time."
Hell? You don't know what hell is. None of you people do. Hell isn't getting beat up or cut up or hauled in front of some faggot jury."
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"Prison was hell for you, Marv. It'll be life this time."
Hell? You don't know what hell is. None of you people do. Hell isn't getting beat up or cut up or hauled in front of some faggot jury."
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"Hell is waking up every god damn morning and not knowing why you're even here. Why you're even breathing. That's what hell is and I'm finally out. It took somebody who was very kind to me getting killed to do it but I'm out. I know exactly why I'm breathing. I know exactly what I'm doing."
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"The coat. Take it off. You're bleeding all over it. Fine coat like that and you're bleeding all over it. It's just not right."
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""Don't kill me, man."
I already have killed you, you jerk, wise up! But even though it feels like Niagra Falls down there you'll be a damn long time dying and I can make it quick or I can make it worse... I don't hear you giving me any name, jerk - guess when I shot you in the belly I aimed a little too high.
BLAM
You keep holding out on me like this and I'm going to have to get really nasty."
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I already have killed you, you jerk, wise up! But even though it feels like Niagra Falls down there you'll be a damn long time dying and I can make it quick or I can make it worse... I don't hear you giving me any name, jerk - guess when I shot you in the belly I aimed a little too high.
BLAM
You keep holding out on me like this and I'm going to have to get really nasty."
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"My hands are shaking like a kid's a Christmas. The years fall away, just so many chunks of dead flesh. And there's blood in my hands, in my arms, pounding between my ears and pushing me forward and telling me I'll never be tired again. And there's no thinking and no need for it."
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"The instincts take over, white hot, the animal in me I tried to drown in booze and bloody brawls, he's back, he's back and he's howling, he's laughing out loud, he's crazy with the pure sweet hate of it all. And Sin City, she's a big, bad broad flat on her back begging for it and I take her for all she's worth and then I take her again and still she's begging. Damn, it's good to be alive."
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"Then I go to church. Not to pray.
"And what have been your sins, my son?"
Well, Padre, I don't want to keep you up all night - so I'll just fill you in on the latest batch. These here hands of mine, they got blood all over them - I don't mean really. I wouldn't come to church without wiping it off.
"You're speaking figuratively."
I knew there was a word for it. You're one smart guy. myself, I'm not so bright."
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"And what have been your sins, my son?"
Well, Padre, I don't want to keep you up all night - so I'll just fill you in on the latest batch. These here hands of mine, they got blood all over them - I don't mean really. I wouldn't come to church without wiping it off.
"You're speaking figuratively."
I knew there was a word for it. You're one smart guy. myself, I'm not so bright."
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"When I need to find something out, I just look for somebody who knows more than me and I go and ask them. But sometimes I ask pretty hard. By way of a for instance, I killed 3 men tonight. I tortured them first. You might say I've been working my way up the food chain. The first 2, they were minnows, small-time messengers - but it was Connelly...who fingered you, Padre.
CHKCHAKK
You know what that sound means."
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CHKCHAKK
You know what that sound means."
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""...ask yourself if that corpse of a slut is worth dying for."
BLAM! Worth dying for.
BLAM! Worth killing for.
BLAM! Worth going to hell for.
Amen."
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BLAM! Worth dying for.
BLAM! Worth killing for.
BLAM! Worth going to hell for.
Amen."
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"I hate the woods at night. Especially the sounds. People are always talking about nature like it's all sweet and friendly. All I can figure is they never spent a night tied to a tree in the woods. Ever since camp I've hated the woods. There isn't much else that scares me."
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"Dames. Sometimes all they got to do is let it out and a few buckets later there's no way you'd ever know. (She's missing a hand!!!) I watch Lucille slide every gorgeous inch of herself into my coat. I shake my head for what must be the millionth time. Hardware like she's got and Lucille's a dyke. It's a damn crime."
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"But I don't say a word about that. I piped up at her once that maybe she ought to get treatment or something and she hauled off and nailed me with a punch that showed me there was plenty of muscle under all that heaven."
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"I didn't know she was a hooker. It doesn't make any difference about anything. But I didn't know that about her."
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"The wind off the desert goes cold. Lucille's a kitten under my arm, soft and weightless and warm. But I know Gladys will be cold, colder than the wind, cold and ready and begging for it."
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"Rain doesn't come to Sin City real often, and when it does, it's usually pretty lame stuff. Warm as sweat and lucky if it gets to the pavement before it evaporates. But maybe twice a year the desert sky really coughs it up and spits it out. A cold, mean, torrent that turns the streets to glass and chills you to the bone. Most people hate the rain when it's nasty like this. But me, I love it. It helps me think."
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"I'm not real smart, but I feel a whole lot smarter when everything goes slick and everybody skitters off the streets and gets out of my way. I love the rain. I love the icy way it creeps down my neck. The way the air goes electric and everything seems so clear. You breathe in and your nostrils work. That's what I do. Breathe in and I just let my feet take me wherever they want. And I think."
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"I'm as good as dead.
I'm as good as dead.
And it's not that I'm any kind of hero that makes me stay. Heroes don't go weak in the knees and feel like throwing up or curling up into a little ball and crying like a baby."
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I'm as good as dead.
And it's not that I'm any kind of hero that makes me stay. Heroes don't go weak in the knees and feel like throwing up or curling up into a little ball and crying like a baby."
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"And even though life would be nothing but an endless grey hell of booze and brawls like it was before, I'm more scared of dying than I am of living. No, I'm no hero. Not by a long shot."
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""You sat there and TOOK it - when you could've taken my gun away from me any time you wanted to..."
Sure. But I thought I might be able to talk some sense into you - and I probably would have had to paste you one, getting the gun - and I don't hit girls."
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Sure. But I thought I might be able to talk some sense into you - and I probably would have had to paste you one, getting the gun - and I don't hit girls."
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"I wipe the blood off and I take a deep breath and I take a good long look at the monster in the mirror. Don't screw up this time, Marv. It's too important. Right now, while you're alone, feel the fear and get past it. Go ahead. Shake like a junkie. Let your heart crawl up your throat. Let your stomach squeeze itself into a golf ball, into one of those black holes that sucks everything into it."
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"Think about dying. Think hard. Picture it. A bullet through your brain and that's if you're lucky, getting it that quick. But it's just as likely going to be the slow way. A long, bad joke of a trial and a longer wait in a cell until they strap you into that chair and a million volts send you straight to hell and they'll call you a psycho killer who got what was coming to him."
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"Picture it. Feel it. Get used to it. Then put it back where it belongs. You've got some people to kill. And if you do it right it won't matter what anybody says. You'll go to your grave a winner."
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"I wasn't never even able to buy a woman, the way I look. - I do not believe that hogwash for one bling-blang second. Not one bling-blang second, do you hear me?"
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""Whatever you say, Marv."
She doesn't ask any questions. Class dame.
...
Her eyes are burning holes right through me but still she doesn't ask. She knows I'm the only chance she has."
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She doesn't ask any questions. Class dame.
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Her eyes are burning holes right through me but still she doesn't ask. She knows I'm the only chance she has."
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"Said he never hit girls and he just struck a female in the face.
Also, every time the prink says "Marv" it looks like "Mary" which is making for interesting reading..."
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Also, every time the prink says "Marv" it looks like "Mary" which is making for interesting reading..."
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"There isn't much Nancy wouldn't do for me. Not since a year back when a frat boy roughed her up and I straightened him out but good. Maybe I went a little too far, but I was plenty steamed, seeing her crying like that. It really gets my goat when guys rough up dames. (Says the man carrying the woman that he himself knocked unconscious. Uh-huh.)"
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""...And now he's DEAD - and all because of one stupid WHORE!"
Her name was Goldie and it's not a real good idea for you to talk about her that way while I'm around. Just give with the scoop. The whole story. If you don't I'll start with your fingers and you'll talk anyway."
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Her name was Goldie and it's not a real good idea for you to talk about her that way while I'm around. Just give with the scoop. The whole story. If you don't I'll start with your fingers and you'll talk anyway."
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"Jerks! They should have shot me in the head - and enough times to make sure."
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I wasn't even compelled to pick this up when the author gave my wife Eva Green a bunch of free copies. They're around our house somewhere. Should I read them, or use them to swat bugs?
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Given the four star rating she has here I'd say yes.
Joseph - I guess it's a matter of taste? I feel unsure as how to advise you. I thought I would hate this... but I did not. o.O
Ash - I don't know if I can recommend this to anyone. It's definitely not for everyone.
I would not recommend it to everyone, but, personally, I love it. I love everything Miller touches. Unlike you, though, I also love the movies. Joseph...give it a try. Pretty please? And let me know what you think. Oh, and tell Eva hello.
Joseph, actually, since you own them (or I guess, technically your wife owns them - but perhaps she is nice and will share) you should at least crack #1 open and see if you are engaged or repulsed. :)
Joe...please tell me you're actually married to Eva Green.
I was unaware that these were movies but it clicked when I saw this. I think I'll like it.
I take it that "boobs" is a stupid ass word. ;)
Nate - I'll let Joe handle this one. o.O
Ash - I'd be interested to see what you think!
Derek - Boobs are fine for casual conversation. Actually, I don't care what people use to refer to any private body parts as in funny, or casual conversations. But in a book if a man is having sex with a woman and he's going on about her ta-tas or funbags or tits or boobs I just get a little annoyed.It's just an extra, bonus point that he said breasts. I mean, here's a quote:
Not a mark on her. You'd have to check her pulse or notice those perfect breasts aren't moving like they would if she was breathing.
Now replace "breasts" with "bazoombas" and you can see why I'd be annoyed. At least...I hope you can. :)
It's a personal thing, probably.
Yes, I completely get what you're saying, Carmen. Breasts sounds much better in that context..no doubt. Just joking around with you. Your reviews are a joy to read. By the way, I prefer penis over tallywacker. :)
Ah, I'll be sure to remember that, Derek! ;) Although I never heard the term "tallywacker" in my entire life.
It's a Southern thing....you wouldn't understand. Lucky for you! :) I wish I had never heard it, but yep, that's what my dad called it when I was a kid. He must have thought "penis" sounded too serious or something. :)
Wow, I watched the movie but haven't read the comic. It was alright but that Abercrombie comment at the end is making me want to try it. Great review Carmen :D
Derek - That's funny. :)Kat - Abercrombie definitely does not equal Miller... but they both made me appreciate beautiful writing about worlds/situations that I despise. See my status updates for samples of Miller's writing! It's very noir. And thanks so much for reading and commenting!
Kandice wrote: "I love everything Miller touches. Unlike you, though, I also love the movies. Joseph...give it a try. Pretty please? And let me know what you think. Oh, and tell Eva hello."Carmen wrote: "Joseph, actually, since you own them (or I guess, technically your wife owns them - but perhaps she is nice and will share) you should at least crack #1 open and see if you are engaged or repulsed. :)"
This is polarizing material. Based on my response to the first Sin City movie, I'm with you, Carmen, in disliking it intensely, so I'm surprised you signed off on the book in the way you did. Can't say when I'll get around to reading it. My wife Eva Green enjoys living in a house that's something of a labyrinth, where books in particular disappear. I'll search for it and if I find Eva, tell her you said hello, Kandice.
Tallywacker is what my brothers always called it. Just sayin'...Joe, seriously, the movies do not equal the books! I only love the movies because the books have such nostalgia in my mind (waiting on issues with my brothers) and they literally look like to comic brought to life. Panel for panel, screenshot for screenshot. Watching is like 2 hours of childhood (teen) immersion.
Joseph - Wow. We agree on a movie!?!!? I am excited. :)Kat - Yes, if you like noir this is very noir. You can always rent it and if you hate it return it. That's what I do when I'm on the fence about something.
Kandice - Perhaps you liked the movies simply because you read the books first. And it was like a childhood memory come to life! o.O For me, the woman-hating nature of the comic seems more real and damaging when I see it on the big screen. And I cringe at the violence. And while the evil serial killer boy in the comic was someone I could just brush off, it was too real and too scary to see someone like that on the big screen. Ditto with the pedophile. Just way too disgusting when seen in live format. o.O I think that's my main problem with the SC movies.
