Kill Bill Review Vol 1

Yes, this is volume 1 of my review. I cannot really review this, because quite frankly, I want everybody to see it, and I don't want to give anything away. Instead I will give you a few pointers as to how to watch this movie.

1. This movie is told in CHAPTER format. Each chapter is a story unto itself. They each move the story along, but think of it as just peices to a much bigger puzzle, even volume 2 (set to hit theaters in feb04) won't solve. It's ok. You're brain will fill in the missing peices. Think of it as a book in motion.
2. If you've seen any of Quentin's previous films, then you know he likes to shake things up, put em in a blender and just let the film cut itself together. It's not quite the same out of orderness as in PULP FICTION, because it's told in chapter format, but the chapters are not in order from beginning to end.
3. If you don't like blood, then you will probably hate this film, but go see it anyway, it's a movie that you've never seen before. It pulls from every martial art/exploitation/anime/kungfu film, or maybe just the ones Quentin loves, but either one is good enough.
4. Uh, you're still reading? Get to the theater, beeeotch; I hope I didn't spoil anything for you.

Click below if you saw the film...

After 6 years of anticipation and hype, I was scared this would fall short, but then again, this is Quentin Tarantino we're talking about. In fact, I am going to make a bold statement, RESERVOIR DOGS, PULP FICTION, and JACKIE BROWN all seem pale and boring in comparison to KILL BILL. That is saying A LOT. I thought I would never say those words about PULP FICTION, but KILL BILL tops them all.

Uma has this performance nailed down to a T, she's totally kicks butt...and arms, legs, heads, any part of the body that protrudes enough to be severed. The violence and gore in this film is so sexual and pornographic that I lost count of the number of climaxes I experienced in the course of watching this film.

So of course, get a babysitter. Of all movies to NOT take the kids, this takes the cake. I am amazed it got just an R rating. But I don't care, it's cooler than cool, and the Hattori Hanzo samari sword is the fine metal equivalent to a wallet with "Bad Motherfucker" on it.

One last thing, to all those people wrongly criticizing this film for lack of delicious dialogue (which isn't even true), don't understand that this film is Quentin's grindhouse film. This film wasn't about the dialogue that made Pulp Fiction so great, this is an entirely different genre.

It would be like reviewing "The Lion King" and ridiculing it because it wasn't live action and the lions weren't real.

Expect a more in depth analysis from me in the near future.


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