Noir for generation XYZ. In this Robert Rodriguez/Frank Miller/Quentin Tarantino-tagalong, we get the urban squalor of a thousand post-war crime thrillers, all digitally rendered out in sprites and Photoshop layers and a fistful of crazy angles. Smudging three hard-boiled short stories with the bookends of a fourth (it seems), Miller's carnivorous page-tuner is stained with its own brand of scepticism.