Friday, April 13, 2007

The Autopsy Report: Grindhouse 

I have a feeling that if Quentin Tarantino released movies more than every four or five years, he’d have been stripped of his Golden Boy title years ago.

For the three or four of you who don’t know, Tarantino’s latest is a dual (duel?) effort with fellow auteur Robert Rodriguez titled Grindhouse. It’s a provocative title, taken from those grand old grindhouse pictures whose best features were almost invariably their title and their poster art, in that order. An actual grindhouse picture almost always falls short of its promise, but there’s a certain sleazy joy to be gotten from watching the dregs of under-Hollywood.

In small doses, anyway. Past a certain point, crap is crap.


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Aqua Teen Hunger Force Colon Movie Film For Theaters 

There’s a plot to Aqua Teen Hunger Force Colon Movie Film For Theaters, a messy jumble that’s more or less meant to be the origin story of a sentient Happy Meal. But it doesn’t matter. The “story,” such as it is, is merely a framework to perpetuate the kind of humor that’s become the trademark of Cartoon Network’s late night “Adult Swim” programming block. None of it really makes sense, but the beauty of ATHF is that “making sense” is antithetical to the humor. ATHF – and, indeed, most of the original programming on Adult Swim – stretches plotless comedy to its limits. There’s an internal logic at work that provides the baseline for the humor, but it hardly resembles anything you’d find in the real world. And yet it’s still funny.

God, how I hate analyzing the how’s and why’s of comedy. But we press on.


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