Comment on Grindhouse (Blu-ray Review)

• mannycalavera@feddit.uk ⁨10⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

  I pretty much feel the same. I loved Pulp Fiction, then my friends turned me onto Reservoir Dogs, then unbeknownst to me I saw Natural Born Killers and couldn’t figure out why I liked it so much, of course who can’t love From Dusk Till Dawn, I was in! At university I acquired a copy of Jackie Brown and loved it. That was kinda it for me. By Kill Bill 2 I was getting a little weary but was mature enough to understand not everything can be to everyone’s liking all of the time. I was willing to give him another go. Then I saw Death Proof in the cinema. I lied to myself for weeks afterwards telling myself that I didn’t understand the art, my friends didn’t understand the art, the reviews didn’t under the art. I saw QT lash out at anyone that said anything against it in interviews. It was kinda sad.

  I love the early movies, I still do. The latest ones just feel like he likes the smell of his own farts. The stories about him on set with Uma Thurman turns my stomach. But he has his own cult around him. Such is life.

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  • Emperor@feddit.uk ⁨10⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

    Then I saw Death Proof in the cinema. I lied to myself for weeks afterwards telling myself that I didn’t understand the art, my friends didn’t understand the art, the reviews didn’t under the art.

    I saw it and went “all those people that said he had a foot fetish were right”. Also “and the rest was pretty poor too.” My love for his earlier works didn’t buy him enough slack for me to try and justify it.

    By Kill Bill 2 I was getting a little weary but was mature enough to understand not everything can be to everyone’s liking all of the time.

    I enjoyed it because I like Japanese and Chinese exploitation films but it didn’t need to be 2 films and at veered away from his earlier films where you’d appreciate his jackdaw eye for excellent ingredients that he forged into something new and interesting (as George Lucas does) and too close to a Family Guy style “I liked that because I got the reference to that thing that I liked better”.

    The latest ones just feel like he likes the smell of his own farts.

    In some ways it’s a classic story of a creator who comes in with fire in his veins, dropping hit after hit. At some point, they often seem to buy the hype that they can’t go wrong and everything seems to get very self-indulgent.

    I thought Death Proof was a one-off misstep as he was trying too hard to ape, then subvert genre movie tropes. Then “twist” at the end of Inglorious Basterds made me go “oh fuck off” almost out loud and he did the same rewriting of history in Once Upon a Time in Hollywood (the handling of the Bruce Lee scenes were painful no matter how he has tried to explain it since). I left both films very disappointed. Hateful Eight is an odd one as I still fail to see what the point of it was - it felt like more of a meandering sketch of a film not the finished product.

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