Sin City: The Big Fat Kill

The third Sin City story leaves me torn. We being with Dwight, some time after the events of A Dame to Kill For, threatening Shellie's ex-boyfriend. He chases him to Old Town, where the ladies set him up and kill him, only to discover he's a cop. So they plan to hide his body, only a snitch tells the mob anyway, and then they have to deal with that. It's so twisty and turny that even right after reading it I'm wondering how all the pieces fit together.

Mostly what I like is the ladies of Old Town. They protect themselves and each other. They have claimed their territory and will fight like hell to defend it from anyone who tries to tell them what to do. They're pretty awesome (if also constantly posing in scantily clad costumes, because they are also, ultimately, just here to fulfill male fantasies).

What don't I like? Pretty much everything else. I hate that Dwight is even a part of this story, and that he continues to be able to commit to one woman for even a single night. Not that any of these women seem to care. I hate how many twists there are in the name of a complicated story. It just feels like it's trying too hard. And then you get the awkward reference to Leonidas (this was written before Miller adapted history for his comic book, 300).

On the bright side, this story was the shortest one so far. And next up is the last honest cop left in Sin City.

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