Kill Bill puts a smile on my face. It's so intelligent. It's so vaccuous. It's a gratuitous exercise in pure style. The pacing is exquisite, the execution flawless. And it's so impassioned, so much a work of love.
Quentin and Jean-Luc up a tree- K, i, s, s, i, n, g.
And here's a Hollywood action movie without a single explosion in it. The way to get an audience excited is not to hit them and hit them and hit them in the face, but to keep them waiting.
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Date: 2004-11-06 01:42 pm (UTC)This was me catching up with part 1.
It is violent, but- how can I put this- it's a stylised violence. Limbs and head are chopped off and the blood spurts in fountains. It's like the violence in a fairy-story.
Oddly enough- considering all the killing- I found it wonderfully life-affirming. It's a joyous film