Saturday, September 04, 2004

Two Hours Out Of My Life

Kill Bill Vol. 2 (or part 2 of Quentin Tarantino's journey up his own arse).
Wow, that was a waste of 2 hours. Turgid, dull, endless 'meaningful' dialogue. Badly written, badly paced, Tarantino obviously watches a lot of films then copies them and adds nothing. Well done.
The mish-mash of styles kind of worked in the first film (if you fast-forward through that awful Manga bit), but in this one there's no action to take your mind off it. You get slapped about by a barrage of different music styles (some of them so painfully obvious it's shocking) that gets annoying about 15 minutes in.
If you nailed the two volumes together you might get a half-decent 1 hour 40 minute straight to video movie.
As it is, apart from Michael Madsen - who's just God - this film really sucks.
David Carradine deserves better. Uma Thurman doesn't.

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