I did make progress on the novel this weekend, I just didn’t post about it. But I made inroads with the next chapter, outlining as well as writing. So though I’m not making the kind of progress I should be making, at least I made some.
My laptop should be home either today or tomorrow — so we’ll see at that point whether I have to start from scratch or if I can just continue.
Fair warning — I’m a Frank Miller fan. I’ve read probably about half of the Sin City graphic novels. I have a huge black and white poster of Miho (from the comic books) on my wall — have had it for at least 5 years. My husband collects comic books, and I know that I’ve read other Frank Miller work — I’m just blanking this morning on what. (Did he do The Preacher? Or was that just Garth Enis?)
While watching the movie, I reconfirmed that I’m still a twisted fuck. I laughed through parts of the movie that other people didn’t seem to find funny — but the violence was just so comic book, so joyous, so glorious, so over the top. It was delightful. I want to see it again. Mike didn’t seem to mind my laughing too much — it was just when I started chanting “Miho! Miho! Miho!” that he got bothered.
(It reminded me of the time I saw “Natural Born Killers” while I was in Taiwan. I was the only one who laughed at it. The other patrons of the theatre — all Asian — gave me a lot of space afterward. No one wanted to get near the crazy American.)
I loved the look of Sin City. It was amazing. I don’t have good visual literacy I’m afraid. I can’t tell you about shots and technique, how or why things worked. I can just tell you about Teh Pretty, and it was really, really pretty.
There were only a couple of things that bothered me about the movie — the huge continuity error with Marv, when the women were beating him up — anyone else notice that sometimes the blood was dripping down his chin and other times it wasn’t? This happened one other time as well. . .
And I know it’s a different Dwight/Miho story, but I still wish they’d used one of my favorite lines — when Dwight tells Miho to stop playing and just kill the guy — someone questions him about her “playing” with them — and he says, “Haven’t you ever seen a cat with a mouse?” Cause dude. She was so playing with the bad guy, just flicking little bits of skin and blood from him. He didn’t know he was already dead. Also, I know it wouldn’t have been practical, but generally Miho is portrayed on roller blades, and I would have liked to have seen that too.
All in all, though, it was good. I enjoyed it.
I hope ya’ll are having a lovely Monday. I have caffeine, not much to do with the day job, and plan on spending some time writing.
And no, this isn’t just a GIP, though I finally did break down and get more icon space so I could load up some Sin City icons. Particularly the very pretty and deadly Miho.