
2005 · Robert Rodriguez
How Sin City has been received, argued over, and remembered.
In 2005 it was hailed as a revolution — the comic panel brought to life, a Cannes competition title that made digital backlots look like the future. Two decades on it reads more as a time capsule of mid-2000s maximalism, its reputation dinged by imitators, a flop sequel, and Frank Miller's fading stock.
The perennial fight: is it a landmark of style-as-substance or the ultimate style-over-substance movie — with a side debate about whether its lurid treatment of women is noir pastiche or just Frank Miller being Frank Miller.
The stark black-and-white-with-one-splash-of-color look became instantly iconic and endlessly parodied, launching a wave of green-screen 'digital backlot' imitators (and a thousand Photoshop filters and Halloween costumes) — That Yellow Bastard remains a go-to reference image.
A 2000s cult touchstone and Letterboxd nostalgia favourite — the 'coolest movie ever' of a certain teenage cinephile generation, now revisited with equal parts affection and side-eye.