Category Archives: Tarantino

Crazy Shit Playing At The Toronto Film Festival That I Hope To Get The Chance To See Some Day

The Devil’s ChairTrailerClip

This film is being described as a “reverse Hellraiser,” in which you are transported to your own personal hell as opposed to hell coming to you. Sounds intriguing, if not a bit inconvenient. The trailer is pretty cool, what with it’s Gilliamesqe demons and copious amounts of blood, but I’m not sold on the acting in the clip.

Kantoku Banzai! - Trailer

Looks like Takeshi Kitano is heading further down the path of wackiness with this one. I loved his last film, the much maligned David Lynch by way of self-referential Japanese comedy, Takeshis’, but I think I was in the minority. Known by most Americans as Vic Romano on Most Extreme Elimination Challenge, Takeshi Kitano seems to be returning to his comedic roots. I defy anyone to tell me what this film is about after watching the trailer.

The OrphanageWebsite w/ Trailers

The Spanish are the new Japanese when it comes to ghost stories. This one will actually see a US release, thanks to producer Guillermo “Pan’s Labyrinth” del Toro. I’m sure they’ll do their best to hide the fact that it is not in English, though, just like they did with that film.

Frontier(s) - Teaser #1Teaser #2

You can’t tell from the teasers, but this little film has something to do with extreme right-wingers and neo-Nazi cannibals. Nice! This is hardcore French horror in the tradition of Haute Tension, if said movie didn’t have the single worst twist ending in the history of cinema.

À l’intérieur - Website w/ Trailer

Another hardcore French flick that is getting a lot of buzz. This one seems to be of the give me your baby or I’ll cut it out of your stomach with these scissors variety. It looks pretty harrowing.

Sukiyaki Western Django - Website w/Trailers

Takashi Miike is back with his first English language feature and it’s a western! I’m excited, but this film has a few things working against it. One- it’s in English. We all know how well that worked in Miike’s Masters of Horror episode. And two- it has a cameo by none other than Quentin Tarantino, who sucks at acting harder than he sucks toes.


You gonna eat them toes?

Quentin Tarantino Is Too Cool For School

I thought Grindhouse was okay. I got a slightly better than expected film from a director I didn’t like and a somewhat disappointing film from a director I did. The faux trailers were great, but there was nothing about the two features that made me want to give it any more than 3 Netflix stars. The cinematic siblings seem to have been too much for a lot of viewers, and have since been split up and placed in separate DVD homes. I recently paid a visit to one of those homes, in what could be one of the worst analogies of all time.

You know what Quentin Tarantino loves more than anything else? Himself. And he’s trying to sell it to you with every frame of Deathproof. Don’t get me wrong, there’s plenty there to like. The soundtrack, as usual. And the death scene x4 at the midway point is worth the price of admission alone. But love? I’d take Deathproof to a cheap motel, but I wouldn’t bring it home to momma.

In Deathproof Tarantino elevates the art of the mundane conversation to dizzying new heights. Just because you pepper a conversation about falling into a ditch with well emphasized “fucks” and shoot it like the diner scene from Reservoir Dogs, that doesn’t make it engaging. Tarantino is beginning to believe his own hype and thinks he can turn any discussion about every day minutiae into brilliance.

And that was my biggest problem with Deathproof. Annoying bitches talking about stuff I didn’t give a shit about. That and Tarantino’s idea of what a “tough black chick” sounds like. You know what I’m talking about. YEAH, MUTHAFUCKA! I’M A BADASS BLACK BITCH AND I DON’T TAKE NO SHIT! HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW, MUTHAFUCKA? YEAH, BITCH!

And watching the extended cut independent of Planet Terror and the rest of Grindhouse didn’t do anything to change my opinion. The missing “lap dance” reel is cool, but everything else just serves to pad the runtime and make the tedious elements seem that much more tedious. And if it weren’t for these elements, I could almost overlook the complete shift in tone during the last 10 minutes of the film. We get it, Quentin, girl power. You’re turning the genre film on its head. You’re a genius.


Good luck finding a boyfriend who sucks toes…