This movie just kept getting cheesier and cheesier the longer it ran. By the end, I couldn't care less if Hartigan made it out alive or not. For some insane reason every leading character had a force field or something around them that prevented them from dying, no matter how many bullets hit.
My theory is that there are 3 types of people who LOVE this movie: (1) Violence whores (2) Sin City comics fanboys (3) People swayed by peer pressure to convince themselves they saw a "great" movie because its trendy. Shame on all of you weak willed fools who fall under number 3 and shame on anyone who promotes this woman hating ultra-violent waste of film and waste of time.
My theory is that there are 3 types of people who LOVE this movie: (1) Violence whores (2) Sin City comics fanboys (3) People swayed by peer pressure to convince themselves they saw a "great" movie because its trendy. Shame on all of you weak willed fools who fall under number 3 and shame on anyone who promotes this woman hating ultra-violent waste of film and waste of time.