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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