Live in SIN CITY

Eusebio 2022-04-21 09:01:13

In the scene of the dark street behind the bustling scene, my conscience and I are playing opposites.
How can one God resist, ten thousand kinds of greed.
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The sine of the trigonometric function of "God of Gamblers" can actually be a representative of evil, which is not surprising enough.
There is such a city, drenched in sin and corruption every day, or it will make your mouth open.

Who says film has to reflect this gorgeous world? Not in the eyes of the Gamblers. Except for the blood, which is particularly dignified, the rest of the city is treated in black and white.
A bustling night club, where is the conscience buried.

In this rival scene, there is a stripper who falls in love with a man the same age as her grandfather, a man who is risking his life to find a murderer for a murdered prostitute, and an assassination in a hug.
There is even a cannibal, whose ideal is to sublimate the soul of the person who eats it. And when he was being cannibalized, his eyes were so calm, just like God.

Or maybe the city is also a gimmick created by God, the God of Gamblers, his little gimmick with the devil.
Greed is a bet. Ten thousand options.

Excuse me, all the residents of SIN CITY who were kicked out of their homes, how do you think about where you will be tomorrow and how did you go back yesterday?

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Sin City quotes

  • [Hartigan is on his way to go save a girl from a rapist]

    Bob: I'm gonna get on the horn and wait for back-up. We're gonna wait for back-up!

    John Hartigan: Sure, Bob. You'll call for back-up. And we'll sit on our hands while that Roark brat gets his sick thrills from victim number four. Victim number four! Nancy Callahan. Age 11. She'll be raped and slashed to ribbons. And that back-up we're waiting on will just happen to show up late enough to let Roark get back home to his U.S. Senator daddy and everything will be fine until Junior gets the itch again.

    Bob: Take a deep breath, Hartigan. Settle down and think straight. You're pushing 60. You've got a bum ticker. You're not saving anybody.

    John Hartigan: You've got a great attitude, Bob. You're a great cop. A real credit to the force, you are.

    Bob: Eileen's home waiting for you. Think about Eileen.

    John Hartigan: Heck, Bob. Maybe you're right.

    Bob: I'm glad to hear you're finally talking sense!

    [Hartigan punches Bob in the face]

    John Hartigan: [narrating] Hell of a way to end a partnership. Hell of a way to start my retirement.

  • Cop: Sir! There's no sign of the target.

    Marv: Here's a sign.

    [comes up behind cop and swings hatchet into the cop's crotch]