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Grindhouse (2007)

Director: Quentin Tarantino, Robert Rodriguez

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Synopsis

This groundbreaking feature from directors Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez combines two exploitation flicks with fake trailers and adverts purporting to be from the 1970s ‘Grindhouse’ era. Rodriguez’s ‘Planet Terror’ sees blood-crazed zombies take over a town, while Tarantino’s ‘Death Proof’ is a high octane serial killer flick about a deadly car.

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From Time Out New York

An epic exercise in cultural necrophilia, Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino’s remembrance of cheap thrills past strives to re-create a B-movie double feature shown in a grade-Z theater. No one can say that the duo’s affection isn’t genuine; both spare no expense ($53 million, but who’s counting?) in resurrecting a bargain-basement rush, complete with MIA reels and sputtering prints that look like they’ve been marinating in hobo urine. The fact that the film’s fake two-minute trailers work better than the features, however, says something about the hot-air endeavor: Once the novelty of wallowing in a trash pastiche wears off, it’s just a matter of tabulating bullshit artistry points.

Rodriguez’s contribution, Planet Terror, is the runt twin, despite the fact that his goopy, loopy zombie romp nails the ‘80s New World Pictures aesthetic. The casting of bona fide B-actors like Rose McGowan is genius; the rest of his tribute could be entitled “If I Were John Carpenter.” Tarantino’s Death Proof—a mix of Hal Needham-esque stunts, slasher-horror and Degrassi High gabbing—simply drops the homage pretense halfway through and turns into another talky Tarantino joint. Only now his dialogue and shout-outs reek more of ego-tripping (the nod to Reservoir Dogs’ opening dolly shot proves that he’s no longer content referencing other directors’ work; he’s got to give himself props as well), and the indulgences overwhelm the handful of inspired moments. Not even mondo car chases and a Faster, Pussycat! ending can keep the whole Grindhouse megillah from being, to quote a filmmaker who once showed such promise, nothing but a wax museum with a pulse.

Author: David Fear

Time Out New York Issue 601: April 5–11, 2007

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Peter said...

Posted on Jan 18 2008 21:57 complete self indulgent crap !
............and im a tarantino fan !

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Sam said...

Posted on Oct 12 2007 22:59 One word, Amazing. It is everything you want in a film, comedy, action and cool action. The gore in it is done so well, all Rodreigez fans will not be disappointed. It isn't Tarantino's best work but it still adds to the experiance. I urge you to see this film. It will become a favourite.

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