Kill Bill

[poliphilo]

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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[aftertorless.livejournal.com]

Quentin and Jean-Luc in a tree most definitely!

I loved this film (and even the second installment, despite the excessive narrative exposition of the second one), and not only because I am a complete sucker for films with strong female characters. In a course on film theory I once took in college, I learned that the directors of the American westerns and those of the kung fu films borrowed heavily from each other. What I found really exciting about "Kill Bill" was that Tarantino seemed to be illustrating how these two genres informed each other.

I think he did a brilliant job. (But then again, I've kind of always been a Tarantino fan; he pays homage to directors who've come before him, while putting his own individual "stamp" on whichever of their techniques he tries. I think he's brilliant for that.)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I saw Vol 2 first. I didn't find the exposition excessive. I sat through both installments with a happy grin on my face.

It's such a pleasure to feel you're in the hands of a director who knows exactly what he is doing. Tarantino makes most of the competition look pedestrian.

Now I want to see the two halves reunited in a director's cut.