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Ice Cream Jonsey wrote:Rather than work on Cryptozookeeper, Dayna and I decided to watch the second Grindhouse movie tonight, Death Proof.

It's still not even over. She got up to smoke a cigarette. It won't end. It won't fucking end. Sweet Mary, this is a fucking disaster. Quentin Tarantino seems like a nice guy, but I can honestly say I will never, ever subject myself to something he wrote and directed again. They won't FUCKING shut up, any of these broads.

RetroRomper wrote:Wasn't there a guy with a gun for a leg in Death Proof?

How can any MAN argue with a movie that has a character who has a gun for a leg?

lethargic wrote: No. The first half stunk. But the second half was such a balls to the wall, non-stop orgy of vehicular mayhem I couldn't give a rat's ass that they talked too much in the first half. The excitement and tension of that car chase going on for 40 minutes with Zoe Bell being strapped to the front of the car is the definition of white knuckle.

I put my flag on the hill of Vanishing Point being the greatest car chase movie in history, thus I put another flag on any movie willing to go to such lengths to pay much deserved tribute to Vanishing Point.

pinback wrote:

Ice Cream Jonsey wrote:Well, the guy said it's his worst movie, but then he compliments himself anyway.

Tarantino, on Death Proof, says that he'll retire before he makes another movie as bad as that one, because he'd like to retire before tarnishing his legacy. "To me, it's all about my filmography, and I want to go out with a terrific filmography," he says. "Death Proof has got to be the worst movie I ever make. And for a left-handed movie, that wasn't so bad, all right? So if that's the worst I ever get, I'm good.

No, you're shit

This is a really bad opinion. Dude is responsible for about half of the world's great movies of the past two decades. "QT is shit" is a bad opinion.

lethargic wrote:

The Happiness Engine wrote:I would just like to thank you for holding the opposite opinion about everything I have ever thought. You are like my lodestone, if that stone constantly pointed south.

But you have to give him credit that he manages to be that way to EVERYBODY. Even if you and me disagree, he still disagrees with both of us. And even if you agree with him, he still finds a way to make it seem like you disagree. It's impressive.

Was Django Unchained not a great movie?

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Good gravy, my sides hurt.

Tarantino has lost everything that made him a great director/writer. He has lost all perspective and is too in love with the sound of his own voice. He has spent his entire career trying to recapture the magic of the tip scene in Reservoir Dogs and repeatedly failing. He makes promise after promise of great movie ideas, only to torpedo them by stuffing every movie with 3 hours of boring monologues.

Ebert Siskel wrote:

Ice Cream Jonsey wrote:Rather than work on Cryptozookeeper, Dayna and I decided to watch the second Grindhouse movie tonight, Death Proof.

It's still not even over. She got up to smoke a cigarette. It won't end. It won't fucking end. Sweet Mary, this is a fucking disaster. Quentin Tarantino seems like a nice guy, but I can honestly say I will never, ever subject myself to something he wrote and directed again. They won't FUCKING shut up, any of these broads.

As far as I was concerned, they should have cut the bar scene to about three minutes. And had Kurt Russell in the bar (with the poetry quote from Robert Frost) for maybe one minute of that. The only good parts of the movie were when he figured a way to decapitate the women, which was over-the-top, and when the second group of women kill him. Most of the rest wasn't very good, although it was an innovative way they figured out how to get the farmer to let them test drive his car.

Death Proof was much better. Especially the goo scene when Tarrantino is going to rape the woman and he's trying to hurry while his pecker melts like an Eskimo Pie in August.

lethargic wrote:At the end of day the failure of Grindhouse still pisses me off. I don't care if you liked the movies, liked one, hated the other, thought they were OK, whatever. Grindhouse as a movie theater experience was fantastic.

Nobody can tell me that buying a ticket to see TWO full movies, from two of the most popular directors at the time, with all the bonus trailers and shorts, wasn't more value and more fun than paying the same price to see Are We There Yet or Blades of Glory. EVEN considering the first half of Death Proof was torture.

“I’m very, very depressed,” Tarantino said. “I finished a script, a first draft, and I didn’t mean to shoot it until next winter, a year from now. I gave it to six people, and apparently it’s gotten out today.”

“I gave it to one of the producers on Django Unchained, Reggie Hudlin, and he let an agent come to his house and read it,” Tarantino said. “That’s a betrayal, but not crippling because the agent didn’t end up with the script. There is an ugly maliciousness to the rest of it. I gave it to three actors: Michael Madsen, Bruce Dern, Tim Roth. The one I know didn’t do this is Tim Roth. One of the others let their agent read it, and that agent has now passed it on to everyone in Hollywood. I don’t know how these fucking agents work, but I’m not making this next. I’m going to publish it, and that’s it for now. I give it out to six people, and if I can’t trust them to that degree, then I have no desire to make it. I’ll publish it. I’m done. I’ll move on to the next thing. I’ve got 10 more where that came from.”

“I am not talking out of both sides of my mouth, because I do like the fact that everyone eventually posts it, gets it and reviews it on the net,” Tarantino said. “Frankly, I wouldn’t want it any other way. I like the fact that people like my shit, and that they go out of their way to find it and read it. But I gave it to six motherfucking people! Starting this week, I’ll be setting meetings with publishers.”

“I could totally change my mind; I own the fucking thing. But I can tell you, it’s not going to be the next thing I do. It’s my baby, and if the muse calls me later to do it, we’ll do it. I was thinking about the idea of maybe publishing it before I made it, but now that deal happens for sure, and I’m not doing it next.”

“I hadn’t given it to Christoph, I haven’t given it to Sam Jackson,” he said. “I gave it to three motherfucking actors. We met in a place, and I put it in their hands. Reggie Hudlin’s agent never had a copy. It’s got to be either the agents of Dern or Madsen. Please name names.”