Showing posts with label kill bill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kill bill. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

killer


the first time i saw 'kill bill,' i dug it so much i was tempted to believe it was some kind of fluke. i mean, in retrospect, i realize i had lost a great deal of confidence in tarantino to like, 'deliver,' you know? but all those notions were obliterated in the guttural aortic spray of brillance that is-was the 'kill bill' duo. i honestly tried to find some reason to bag on it, but i could not. i think it is an entirely successful bit of extended storytelling. and all the music, pacing, casting, and perhaps most importantly, the cutting... are first-rate. its funny, deadly, clever, complicated, and cool. all that said, i think this publicity photo is a scream. it shows the tanned and tough miss uma thurman on the right, the slinky and beautiful julie dreyfus in the middle, and the 'all-grown-up' miss daryl 'splash' hannah on the left. i love this shot... it just screams 'we don't really hate each other.'

Sunday, September 28, 2008

o-ren ishii


yes, both volumes of 'kill bill' were on today, as i've stated below. i'd seen it before, but wow... i was once again blown away by the chicks in that flick. like the lovely and lethal lucy liu as o-ren ishii. if my brother and i are like any of the villians in that film, then i identify with elle driver, (as you can read below) and i see jean-lucien reflected rather keenly in the guise of o-ren ishii. o-ren is ordered, sure, and ready. with clean lines, crossed t's... exact dress and manner, she is cool elegance... decorating the deadly. she is official. she's powerful. she's beautiful. make no mistake, she is in control, but alas...she is, ultimatley, unable to keep her head. the only thing she's borrowed from me is a small dot on the hollow at the base of her throat.

elle driver


kill bill was on today. both volumes. on cable, on a saturday afternoon, if you can believe it. it was actually a blessing, as sundays are usually my bluest and longest and bleakest day of the week. so the back-to-back tarantino-fest was a welcome distraction. i'd seen it before, so i could follow it while i worked in my notebook. i love daryl hannah in it. as the eyepatched and confident mercenary elle driver, she kicks ass. yeah, i know, that's a boring and predictable thing to say, but she kicks it, some major ass. and even with the eyepatch, i think she's never looked better. strangely, i identify with elle driver. she's ultimately not as swift as she thinks she is... something i'm always afraid i'll find out about myself, with poisonous, flailing consequences. but i do see myself in elle... like, if i could pull out my id and look at it from across the room, i have a feeling it would look a lot like her. only maybe not blonde. and just for the record, i think she's a damn good actress.