Sunday, January 3, 2016

Kill Bill Vol. 1 +2 (2003 + 2004, Quentin Tarrantino)

IF I had seen these movies before,   I have completely forgotten about them. However, I have a faint memory that I might have seen the Japanese prequel to this film.
This is one film that comes in two parts and together it took away four hours of my collected life time. Four hours that are gone and will never return; time that I could have used to view something more edifying.
Tarrantino has his moments, sure. I think he is best with words. There is some verbal showdown, e.g. in Django Unchained that is  quite sparkling. This set of movies, however, is action-oriented. And therefore it has limits. I mean, how many times do you want to see splattering brains or oozing intestines. How many times is shooting and slashing interesting?
Of course, the genre puts limits. If you make a martial arts film, there will be fighting. It is a slashing ballet - one woman against a horde of crazy fighters. And other more or less imaginative ways how to put someone from life to death.
The intellectuals have noticed that Tarrantino plays with genres. Yes, he uses different styles. Indeed he does, and it is nice -- but it's still a tiresome plot we are dealing with. He is wrapping his material art in different papers. No matter how many times you unwrap it, there is still the same rotten content in it.
Quotations from B productions? Maybe, what is the use of this kind hiding Easter eggs? Yes, it can be tickling for movie buffs to find them again, but this is hardly a  quality in its own right.
Virtuosity - yes, but without a point.
So
Kill Bill Vol. 1 3/10
Kill Bill Vol. 2 4/10 -- for a script with somewhat more dialogue

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