Frank Miller's Sin City: A Dame to Kill For doesn't match the quality of its predecessor Sin City. The main flaw of the production is its inability to sink you in the universe of Sin City. Instead of feeling every sweaty heartbeat as your own, you get the impression of skipping on the surface like a spinning flat stone thrown hard against the water. Maybe the error was trying to tie it back to the first film, I don't know, but the result is disappointing and confusing. One more odd thing, Marv's face seems to fluctuate in appearance throughout the flick, what's that all about? All in all, it's not bad, just not as good.
If you haven't seen the first one, maybe you'll like it more.
7*/10
