i don’t think you can fairly criticize a movie when you havent seen the first half of it, but life’s not fair, so Kill Bill 2 sort of sucked. I don’t have the same hate as an ibogaine-frenzied david denby, and nowhere near as much as moacir but uh, yeah, i would venture a guess that the first part probably sucked too but for different reasons? i don’t know. i don’t have anything particularly or even marginally nice to say, so, as peter rabbit or my mom or someone would like to say, i shouldn’t be talking about it, now should i. it’s not very illustrative to point out that people either love or hate quentin tarantino. i don’t really get it. he’s only made 4.25 movies, i think, and arguably two of them are OK. here comes the science:
Even if kill bill one is a hilarious actionpacked tribute to chopsocky/whatever, the second half is bad enough that i feel safe saying it’s a bloated turd of a movie. i was bored to tears for stretches of part 2. mostly everything that wasn’t the old whitehaired guy. i don’t know that being insincere is a mortal sin (i hope it isn’t), but if it was, this movie and everyone in it has no hope of salvation. what’s especially frustrating is that this movie isn’t cynical, or nihilistic, it’s obnoxious. like “i put in a scene with an old mexican pimp just so i could strenuously clarify that this character, who is not at all relevant to the plot or anything else, is a big asshole who cuts women.” the only solace i can think of is that i dont think anyone ever put that much thought into any of this stuff, they probably just thought it would be cool. So, kill bill: the unabridged version is bad, according to me.
reservoir dogs is pretty much the font of a lot of the things people hate about kill bill (excessive violence to no particular moral message, gore, annoying dialogue, michal madsen). i loved it when i was 14 or so. i listened to the soundtrack while playing Super Contra after school for like the entirety of ninth grade. i have not seen this movie since then. i’m not going to hate because i definitely drank the kool aid on this movie but i was 14. just a kid. i didnt know what i was doing.
pulp fiction: see above. except no michael madsen. and i didn’t actually like pulp fiction to the extent of listening to the soundtrack. (as a matter of fact, i still dont get what people like about the scene where travolta and uma thurman dance. i think it’s retarded.) but i did love this movie because samuel l. jackson came out and swore a lot and there were guns and shit. and i maintain that the christopher walken scene is pretty much the only actually good stretch of tarantino has ever written. so it looks like the score again is world 2, me 0, quentin tarantino 0. i apologize for having bad taste when i was 14. pulp fiction i’ll briefly defend as the one time the trick with the snarky dialogue came closest to working for quentin.
jackie brown: see above, except minus the redemption, but with the line “she got on my nerves so i shot her” or whatever it is added back in as a bonus
four rooms: i dont even remember which part he made
on a more positive note, i made a tombstone pizza this afternoon. it feels so good to be creative again. does anyone want to watch touch of evil later.