The last movie I saw was Grindhouse in the movie theaters and let me tell you it was worth every penny of Karen's gift certificate.
I cannot remember for the life of me the last time I had THIS much fun at a movie.
Grindhouse is a new movie from directors Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino. The title refers to the grind house double features you could see cheaply in the 70s. Both directors made this film with the love and respect that they had for this genre of B-movie. You can tell it was made with love and lots of camp.
The first feature film in Grindhouse is "Planet Terror," Robert Rodriguez's zombie film that is B-movie gold. The movie is pure camp, from the purposefully cast B-list actors, to the gore and goo that keeps you laughing as hard as you are completely disgusted.
Definitely watch for an escape scene where a tow truck barrels down the road hitting zombies as they explode with red Karo Corn Syrup. I've never laughed so hard at the ridiculousness of blood and gore. This movie gets you into the story, the characters and the action with equal conviction. Mad props to Rodriguez for giving us the perfect B-movie experience, Fergie and all.
The second film in Grindhouse is "Death Proof," Quentin Tarantino's slasher film with a car that is invincibly driven by Kurt Russell's Stuntman Mike.
This second film is not Tarantino's best film whatsoever. But that doesn't mean it isn't enjoyable or good. It starts out with our following of a group of girls who spend a day of boozing and smoking marijuana (classic Tarantino). We, the audience, bond with them and it ends in a climatic killing spree.
The second half of the film follows yet another group of girls led by Rosario Dawson. The only unfortunate part about this second group of girls is the audience's exhaustion of investing in this next group of girls who are doomed to be Stuntman Mike's next victims. Does the diner scene of their round table discussion seems to go on forever, or is it just me?
Stuntman Mike victimizes the girls. However, his mistake is his lack of homicide on this trip. In a very Tarantino fashion, the movie takes another twist, after an edge-of-your-seat car chase, the girls get their revenge on Stuntman Mike and ultimately get back their empowerment. Props to Tarantino for giving the audience a suspenseful ride and a sociology lesson.
The film is pure fun and for those who take the time to be serious enough to criticize it are missing the point of its fun. Even the trailers to the fake films are knee-slapping fun. Too bad the film is doing poorly because I'm begging for a sequel. ***A***
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