Another ambivalent Sin City review

Sin City has such a strong visual sensibility that I spent an hour, after leaving the theater, framing things the Frank Miller/Robert Rodriquez way:
--ooh, I like the way the yellow stripe in the middle of the highway stands out in the darkness.
--wow, my front door looks cool from this angle.
--hmmm, that's a nice dramatic shadow cast as I'm walking up my front stairs
etc.
A little like the so-called "Jane Austen effect," in which you find yourself thinking in long, complete, articulate sentences after reading Pride and Prejudice.
BUT
It reminded me why I stopped reading Frank Miller comics. All the male characters are essentially Batman circa the Dark Knight era. And Batman is a kind of dark Peter Pan, using "revenge" against the evil of "others" as a way of avoiding responsibility for his own violent behavior. The only thing "mature" about the Frank Miller approach to super heroes is what supposedly gives the audience pleasure--in this case apparently strippers and exploding severed heads.