The lights in the screening room of the Chinese/Chinese Theater slowly dimmed, and Emerson's mind couldn't help but surge, mixed with anticipation and excitement, made him squirm a little restlessly, but his eyes were locked on the big screen motionlessly, lest his slightest negligence miss any detail. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was still trivial chatter around him, and the heat and noise in the air still hadn't completely settled, but none of this could affect Emerson, he was engrossed in looking at the big screen in front of him, and then he saw the iconic opening of Chaos Pictures, and the blood instantly rushed to his heart, and the excitement was so extreme that he began to calm down, and he had to let himself concentrate on the movie.

The melodious saxophone fluttered unexpectedly, there was no list of actors, no introduction of the producer and director, and even no film title, the movie actually started directly, which made the audience feel muffled and restless, and obviously no one expected this. But Emerson entered the sixties with the graceful jazz music, elegant but with a hint of turmoil.

In the black and white picture, a red dress curls forward, the strong visual impact takes everyone's breath, Emerson stares with wide eyes and bated breath, looking at the red skirt hunting in the wind in amazement, it only took fifteen seconds for Emerson to enter this magical world.

"I put my arms around her until she died. I'll never know what she's running away from. I'll go and collect the bounty tomorrow morning. ”

Handsome men, bewitching women, romantic melodies, lamplight, fluttering rain. Just when everyone thought that this would be a romantic love bud, the man suddenly killed the woman, kneeling in the light rain with the bewitching red figure in his arms, waiting for the vivid red to slowly fall silent and the color to disappear little by little. The sparse dripping rain ripples in the stagnant water on the ground, like a fresh little poem, and the amorous saxophone melody adds a touch of beauty, but the man's words are so cold, like a sharp sword, piercing the audience's heart.

Emerson stared at the big screen in amazement, not only because of the vivid visuals, but also because of the poetic but icy darkness, everything caught people off guard. Shocking and wonderful.

In three minutes, Lance only took three minutes to complete the most beautiful, cruel, unique, and romantic opening in the history of cinema. The whole screening room was silent, the trivial agitation was completely gone, everyone stared at the big screen in amazement, and the brain lost all reflexes.

But Emerson knew that this was just the beginning.

Indeed, when Emerson saw Hardigan raise his pistol, he shot away little Roger's right hand, and the entire right hand was cut off, leaving only a large pile of fluorescent white blood; A shot hit little Roger's lower body, slowly oozing out a cloud of liquid. Comic-style treatments, complete black and white color contrasts, graffiti-style liquid presentations, and dramatic performance styles...... Emerson was so desperate that he couldn't find the right words to describe the visual shock, and even his soul began to tremble slightly, and the wonderful movie-watching experience took all distractions out of it, and all thoughts were maintained on the big screen in front of him.

Even more powerful than the visuals is the story from Sin City, a story that straddles between reality and fantasy. Thirteen minutes, but only thirteen minutes, Emerson understood the meaning of the "Welcome to Your Sin City" event, and he finally understood Lance's bitter conscience.

Thirteen minutes seems to be a story about a police officer rescuing a kidnapped girl, but the details show Lance's scripting skills.

From the mouth of Hardigan's partner Bob, it can be known that Hardigan is a dirty policeman/detective, and his daughter once died unexpectedly because of his greed and negligence, and Hadigan still blames himself for this, and even does not hesitate to "betray" Bob - the so-called betrayal is to refuse to accept bribes and refuse to let go of Little Roger's case, which is bound to be investigated to the end.

It turns out that little Roger is the son of a senator and has a high position, but little Roger has a special prostitution/pedophilia, so he keeps kidnapping underage girls and boys. Bob accepts the bribe and decides to turn a blind eye, but Hardigan suddenly decides to become a hero and wants to bring little Roger to justice and save the kidnapped Nancy. Even if Bob tries to convince his partner that Nancy is an ignorant teenage girl, little Roger can't kidnap her if she hadn't done it herself, so Bob wants Hardigan to let it go.

However, Hardigan insisted on going his own way.

In the end, Hardigan deposed little Roger, but was also wounded by Bob, and a large expanse of blood bloomed like a proudly blooming flower, filling Hardigan's shoulders, arms, chest, and abdomen, leaving Hardigan to lean on the dock tiredly. Nancy was saved, but Hardigan slowly closed her eyes.

This is the real Sin City, where everyone is a villain, as is the victim Nancy, and so is the hero Hardigan, not to mention Roger Jr. and Bob. Even the men and women who appear in the first act are. No one was exempt, and the evil that penetrated deep into the bone marrow diffused a powerful force in the black and white images, shaking Emerson's thoughts.

"Oh." There was an exclamation, which made Emerson's brows furrow slightly, he didn't like to be disturbed when watching movies, especially the seemingly profound "Sin City" in front of him, it seemed that every shot was worth savoring. But Emerson also had to admit that the picture in front of him was really too visually striking.

The Beast and the Beauty.

Not literally, but in the real sense, what appears on the picture is the beast and the beauty. the hideous Muffle, the delicate Godie; Muscles as strong as a cow, smooth satin skin; Scarred body, blonde hair and red lips...... The intense chemical effects of the stark contrast burst out in an instant, making the mouth dry and the heart surging.

Chloe couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, even as a girl, she couldn't resist the violent impact of the movie screen, she couldn't help but look away, looked left and right, but found that the eyes of everyone around her were motionless locked on the big screen, the amazement and shock reflected in her eyes had gradually faded, imprinted in the depths of her soul, and only full attention remained.

Vivid red, brilliant gold, rich black, as if a naughty child broke the palette, ran wildly on a black canvas, swaying the bold lines, the dazzling red and brilliant gold mixed together, like silk flowing smoothly, the surrounding smoky black was gently surging, the giant in the darkness tried to support the heaviness of the night, but the broad shoulders seemed to be overwhelmed, The imaginative lens brings together all the colors and lines into a breathtaking work of art.

Following in Muffle's footsteps, the face of Sin City is revealed, with filthy alleys, lawless bars, politicians in control of the Dark Empire, crumbling law enforcement agencies and dark forces, vicious psychopathic killers, scheming prostitutes, and abusive bishops...... Corruption and sin permeated every corner of the city, and even the blood had turned black.

Marff and Gothie fall in love, and she gives Muffie the warmth she never had before, however, when she wakes up, Muffle finds Gothie lying next to her murdered and faces murder charges. Ignited by the flames of anger and revenge, Muffle tries to find out who is behind the scenes. But he encountered layers of obstacles, and the truth of the matter was slowly revealed in the blood and killing: the bishop hidden behind the murderer, taking advantage of the prostitute's devotion to the faith, helped the ruthless Kevin kill one low, poorer, and inferior prostitute after another, and then watched Kevin turn these people into his own meal.

In the minimalist black and white picture, red blood seems to have become the only lens language, slowly seeping out of the pain, vigorously exploding with splashing blood, and suppressing the forbearance under the wound...... In the cruel and calm shot, there is only a touch of color that stretches the emotions to the extreme, clearly and profoundly outlining the true emotions of every picture and every detail, firmly shackling Chloe's brain and unable to get rid of it.

Chloe only felt her blood pounding and her heart beating wildly, and when she saw that Muffle, whose hands were covered in blood, had finally succeeded in revenge, she actually felt indescribable pleasure.

The entire screening room fell silent, Kevin's limbs were sawed off, and he was bloodied and tied to the trunk of a tree, and Muffle waited quietly on the sidelines, waiting for the wolves attracted by the smell of blood, watching the wolves tear Kevin apart and devour Kevin bit by bit, torturing Kevin to death.

But, what's even more terrifying is that Kevin didn't shout a single word from beginning to end.

In the black and white picture, only a comic silhouette shows the whole process, there is no extra blood, but it still makes Chloe shudder, and the fear that stirs up from the depths of her soul slowly spreads. She couldn't tell if it was Muffle, Kevin, or Sin City that was the rationalization of it all.

Soon, Chloe understood.

"You can scream as much as you want, if you want." Muffle slowly tortured the Bishop to death, and the Bishop, who was in cahoots with Kevin, choked the Bishop's throat with his own hands, splashing bright red blood that made Muffle's distorted face look horrible.

The police/detectives barged in, they raised their guns and shot Muffle, then brought him back and saved Muffle from the brink of death; He then tried to beat Muffer into a trick, and even threatened to kill Muffle's mother, but Muffer still refused to admit that the blood that burst out had no color, as if it had no temperature; In the end, the Pope stepped forward and put all the trumped-up charges on Muffle, including those who had disappeared at the hands of Kevin and the Bishop.

No one would believe a muffle with blood on his hands.

So, he was sent to the electric chair. Left in his lifeless eyes was still the big red bed that he and Godwin had saved. (To be continued.) )