Grindhouse (2007)

"I want to eat your brains... and gain your knowledge.", 16 April 2007

My initial reaction – err...it was alright, but I was hoping for better than this. I actually feel like I'm being generous giving Grindhouse a 7/10. My rating is based on my overall impression of not just the two movies, but with the total experience. Grindhouse gets off to a great start. I don't know how long it's been since I've had more fun with a movie than Planet Terror. Yeah, it's pretty far-fetched and there are plot holes big enough to drive a truck through, but its so much fun I couldn't have cared less. Rose McGowan with a gun for a leg – how cool is that! But, unfortunately, Tarantino's Death Proof is another story altogether. 90% of the film's runtime consists of some of the lamest, unfunny, poorest written dialogue Tarantino has ever penned. Has he ever even heard two females having a conversation? God, the girls in this movie couldn't die fast enough! And I'm so tired of seeing Tarantino rip every older movie he's seen so his legions of fanboys can rave about how creative and original he is. Please, just stop it! And all the stuff in Grindhouse designed to add to the experience like the aged film, the splices, the jump-cuts, and the missing reels got old after about 10 minutes. It came off as terribly gimmicky to me.

7/10