This sequel is simply a Bizzaro version of the original, and what I mean by that is that every scene from the first film was like a positive exposure of a black and white photograph, while every scene here is the exact negative exposure of that same black and white photo. Every memory I have of the original film has a direct correlation to something seen here in the sequel, with the exception of a real opening or closing scene. That important piece (Josh Hartnett's cameo) was clearly missing here because it was a clever way to needle a thread through the tales about to be told and leads to an ending scene which cleverly sums up what we saw throughout the film starting with that first scene. The fact that this movie just opens up with a very flimsy and rehashed amnesia scene similar to the tale of Marv from the first movie (minus the hot blonde girl) is a sign that we are in for something similar yet different this time? Please allow me to explain. Marv now finds himself with another case of amnesia...another short confusing tale begins, which is severely lacking the quick, witty dialogue, that allowed Rourke to steal the show in the original. We watch him retrace his steps and it all leads back to him murdering 4 very wimpy men who apparently have never been in a fight before. Considering there isn't anything seen here that wasn't already encountered in the original, this opening sequence only succeeds in extracting all of the charisma and mystique created for Marv throughout the original. Next, we are introduced to a new character, Johnny, played by Joe Gordon-Levitt. Initially, he seems to fit in this world, he's got some charm and cleverness about him and there is a slight hope of originality displayed in this story, involving a poker game with the senator character introduced in the first film, essentially giving off the same kind of good vs evil vibe here, just as in the original. We are left with Johnny facing the same fate as all other male characters in the original. Johnny boy takes a solid beating and is left for dead all bruised up and deformed, so... now he's ready to get his revenge and truly enter the grimy legend of Sin City right? NOPE, doesn't happen. What does happen? We are left hanging for about an hour or so before we see him again and there he is, re-introduced to us, all bruised up and again playing poker with the evil senator...The exact same situation from earlier except he's in for revenge this time, right?...NOPE! It won't happen. Basically the only thing that we get from the Johnny story is a contrived excuse to demonize the senator, and, as for Johnny, it turns out he was just some dumb but lucky fool who let his ego grow way too large for his brain to handle. Next, we are introduced to Josh Brolin's story, or what the filmmakers are trying to portray as a re-introduction to the character, Dwight, played in the original by Clive Owen, which was his best role in my opinion. This time around, Clive Owen, I mean, Josh Brolin, is reduced to a dull, lifeless, wanna-be, hero type, who is, essentially, a guy who has delusions of grandeur about his inner rage which, which unlike in the original movie, is never to be on display. Sadly, all of this just made me miss Clive Owen's Dwight that much more. The gorgeous Eva Green is introduced to us here as a dame to kill for, channeling the Carla Gugino bares it all scene from the original. She is completely nude for what seemed to be about ten minutes of screen time. Why? because there's not much else going on here. The filmmakers seemingly hit the jackpot by casting her, because she's the only actress willing to expose herself in the exploitative way the filmmakers most likely wanted the other actresses to do. At this point I will cut my review short because I believe the filmmakers cut the movie short and wanted to turn it into a lame soft-core porn flick, mainly because they knew they didn't have much to begin with. If only they would have spared us the re-introduction of the Michael Clarke Duncan (RIP) character played by Dennis "don't quit your day job as the voice of the Allstate commercials" Haysbert. If only they would have spared us the waitress role being reprised by a hideous looking and aptly named Lady Gaga, originally played by the sexy, yet angelic, Brittany Murphy. (RIP) If only they would have spared us the worst Bruce Willis cameo since Ocean's Twelve, playing a ghostly Obi Wan Kenobi figure for Jessica Alba to obsess over? If only they would have spared us watching the two shady detectives (Michael Madsen) story from the original played by two very fine actors Jeremy Piven and Chris Meloni who, in a cringe-worthy effort, essentially, just mail this one in for a paycheck. If only they would have spared us watching the beautiful Jessica Alba shake it for 90 minutes before giving her the main hero role for the final story, which only serves to help us realize she was perfect as she was in the first film, just twirling around the pole not really having much to do but look pretty. If only they would have spared us seeing Rosario Dawson's character, so hot and sexy the first time around, reduced to some dreary, mo-hawked, freaky looking prostitute character, who had no real reason to be in the sequel other than to tie the link between the Clive Owen/Josh Brolin character. In summation, the only lasting memory the filmmakers want you to have, is of Eva Green completely nude. To that, I say to the filmmakers of this abortion AKA a sequel, Robert "don't call me Tarantino" Rodriguez and Frank "don't call me Nosferatu" Miller...Mission accomplished!