#14 Sin City (2005)
Goldie. She says her name is Goldie. Mickey Rourke as Marv. Holy shit. From the second the film starts this movie sets itself apart with a masterful orchestra of violence and neo noir presentation, making Frank Miller's Sin City come to life. Dark, drunk, devilish, doubtless life, that takes no prisoners, pulls no punches, and kills anyone that gets in its way. Getting to see Clive Owen as Dwight McCarthy, my favorite character form the book, and those red chucks are the best thing I ever saw. He's Shellie's new boyfriend and he's out of his mind. The dames in this flick are all drop dead gorgeous, and with the girls of old town, drop dead is just what you'll do. The actor who played Cardinal Roark is named Rutger Hauer, and not only was he the leader of the renegade replicants in Blade Runner, but he was also a cursed knight in a great movie called Ladyhawke which also stars a young Matthew Broderick as the most nimble medieval thief ever portrayed on film. But I digress. Sin City has it all, and despite the bleak setup, is an unprecedented hell of a time. It wouldn't be too difficult to go on and on about this movie, but I just can't do it justice, since justice is dead, and all that's left is the revenge stirring in my gut late at night. Again with the digressing. Sin City speaks for itself, at great length, with a lit cigarette, while flying down the highway, in a fast car with a big trunk.