After reading volumes of publicity about this picture, I took a pass at seeing it at a theater. I found an unrated special edition used DVD for $1 and thought, what the heck, I can't be disappointed for a dollar. All I can say is, I'm glad DVD players have Fast Forward buttons.
Sandwiched in between interminable dialog spouted by annoying, foul-mouthed women, there may be a movie. I couldn't find it, however. The gory deaths, Kurt Russell's acting, and a sporadically entertaining car chase at the end do little to take the edge off of this boring vanity project.
Personally, I like Tarantino's early movies, but if he was trying to make a slasher/car chase movie (as he has stated in his "Grindhouse" movie book tie-in) he failed miserably. He must have made this for his buddies, who wouldn't dare tell him that, because this lump of cinematic coal is as toxic as anything made in recent years and shows total contempt for the audience. I can't imagine sitting through this nearly 2 hour film and feeling like I got my money's worth.
This has to be the absolute rock-bottom for Tarantino's film making career, a self-indulgent, wrong-headed attempt at making a movie for movie's sake.
And what's with "Zoe Bell as herself"? Is Tarantino insinuating that she's a psychotic, willing to assault someone and participate in their murder?
Sandwiched in between interminable dialog spouted by annoying, foul-mouthed women, there may be a movie. I couldn't find it, however. The gory deaths, Kurt Russell's acting, and a sporadically entertaining car chase at the end do little to take the edge off of this boring vanity project.
Personally, I like Tarantino's early movies, but if he was trying to make a slasher/car chase movie (as he has stated in his "Grindhouse" movie book tie-in) he failed miserably. He must have made this for his buddies, who wouldn't dare tell him that, because this lump of cinematic coal is as toxic as anything made in recent years and shows total contempt for the audience. I can't imagine sitting through this nearly 2 hour film and feeling like I got my money's worth.
This has to be the absolute rock-bottom for Tarantino's film making career, a self-indulgent, wrong-headed attempt at making a movie for movie's sake.
And what's with "Zoe Bell as herself"? Is Tarantino insinuating that she's a psychotic, willing to assault someone and participate in their murder?
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