I just saw a screening of Sin City and it immediately made me think of a post I wrote here last week. It was about exercising those writing muscles that tap into the imagination in an outsized way.

This film, chock full of stars, brings a comic series to life, makes its characters and seedy setting three-dimensional. Thinking of my book-in-progress, I found myself marveling at how far artists will go into the dark recesses of their minds to bring a vision to fruition.

Honestly, I could have lived with a little less — OK, a lot less — blood and gore. But overall I was transfixed and very much aware this was a film outside of my usual personal taste “zone.”