Thursday, December 15, 2005

Today I feel the way Michael Madsen always looks: too tired of all this shit to go on living, you know? Seen all of it, done all of it, and there is nothing that can possibly get me interested again. I smoke to keep from killing myself :-).

Apart from proving that Uma can act, nothing special, pretty much any actress can play one-dimensional pissed off, the Kill Bills are, or were, not all that good. Homages are bullshit. It means somebody couldn't come up with anything good and had to rip shit off. I never felt pissed off with her. Skinny arms wielding a sword never appealed or convinced. This is more of an amusement/watch the pretty colors movie. The fight/snake sequence with that mermaid chick was the best part of the stories. Not because you didn't know who would win, but because you didn't know how or what would happen first. I'm almost certain that Tarantino wrote her with one eye so that Beatrix could rip the other out.