Let me begin by saying that Yes, I did see Sin City this weekend and its imagery has been swimming around in my head ever since. I've been replaying different scenes from the movie over and over in my mind. I've been comparing them against the comics for accuracy.

My conclusion is this: Sin City is the most faithful, most accurate, most astonishing comic book movie ever committed to celluloid.

If you're a fan of comic book movies. See it. If you're a fan of films that wield technical advancement with marksman precision - See it.

The only caveat I would insert is that (although black and white) the movie is VERY GORY. Lots of bullet-riddled bodies. People being decapitated. People losing hands and other extremities. People being blown up. Sin City ∗earns∗ its "R" rating. If it were in color, it would be NC-17.

That said, I hope you're enjoying my continued re-interpretation of Frank Miller's graphic novel classics. Today's comic is parodying the last page of That Yellow Bastard, part 5 of 6. In my opinion it's the best of the Sin City books. It also happens to bookend the movie, which I think is no coincidence. The more I think about it, the more I love it.

Some of you might be curious how things turned out at the Kansas City Planet Comicon comic book convention. First of all, I have to give props to the show organizers who were very attentive and made sure we were having a good time. I haven't been to a lot of these things, but when we needed chairs for the booth, they were on it. And during the show, they came around to ask us if everything was okay and if we were having fun. A small gesture, but it meant a lot. Especially considering we were sitting on Artist's Alley. We're the guys who pay the least to exhibit our wares, so it's not like we're getting rock star treatment.

Anyway, I had a blast catching up with Mitch and Zach, as evident by this picture:

Sorry, Mitch old bean. But when you take a goofy picture, odds are it's gonna end up on the internet.

IT'S OVER!

/inside joke.

But in all seriousness, we had a blast. Time flew by while we were down there and we had a bunch of great conversations about our comics, our motivations and our future in "The Game" as it were.

That dramaticizes things a bit, but what I'm trying to communicate is that it was time well spent and it really re-energized me.

Between work and life, there is very little room for the comic. The time I spend on it can sometimes wear you down. I'm not trying to lay a big "woe is me" story on you. Just stating the facts. Every once in a while, you run the risk of suffering burnout. This weekend strengthened my defenses against it.

Thanks to everyone who stopped by the booth and said they liked what we do. And for those of you kind enough and curious enough to give us a chance after meeting us for the first time this weekend, thanks for looking us up in the digital realm. Hopefully we can keep you as readers.

Now only if I can figure out a way to bail Jared out of the Imperial drunk tank. He's a handful, that one!