Further GRINDHOUSE thoughts

It was even better the second time around. This time I was able to catch all the bits I missed (many of them, anyway) and utterly savor the audience's reactions. If you're thinking of waiting to see this on DVD, motherfucking don't.

Some spoiler-free thoughts:

At the movie's start, I had a schoolboy crush on the utter hotness that was Rose McGowan. Fuck the critics, I thought her acting (or at least her charisma and line delivery) throughout was excellent. But two and a half hours into the double-feature, I encountered the wonder and joy that is Zoe Bell, and in doing so, I became a man. My God, she is soooo hawtsome, it's no wonder QT wrote a whole part for her, playing herself. They must have just absolutely loved her on the sets of XENA and KILL BILL.

Michael Biehn and Jeff Fahey: 80's Guy OTP

Nickey Katt is so obviously an insufferable prick, but I love every performance he gives. This guy stole the show in SIN CITY with the pitch-perfect delivery of a single "hey."

I'm like, wow, on one hand Freddy Rodríguez is so totally badass here. But on the other hand, OH MY GOD, is so tiny and cute, I just wanna put him in my pocket!

Kurt Russell delivered a deceptively rich performance here. What an underrated actor. Mickey Rourke was set to play Stuntman Mike first, and yet I honestly don't think he could have done it better than Kurt. I think this is a performance for which he should be forever remembered.

Naveeen Andrews: yet another reason I need to bite the bullet and watch LOST.

I need to rewatch the opening of FROM DUSK TILL DAWN, just because now I am absolutely convinced that there is no way, no WAY that Earl McGraw (Michael Parks) could have been fucking killed by George goddamn Clooney and Quentin Tarantino.

It's so unfair that Rosario Dawson is a huge comic nerd and yet somehow not my girlfriend. So unfair.

Trejo owns all.

Here's what spacechild had to say regarding comparing PLANET TERROR and DEATH PROOF:

well, remember what all else i said to you about it.. Planet Terror is less of a commitment to pop in the dvd player, as it is nonstop landmines being thrown at your face, but the landmines are hidden inside banana cream pies covered in whipped cream that Asia Argento whipped up by hand in the nude.

whereas Death Proof is a slow build commitment, like wearing a blindfold for 45 minutes while someone tickles your taint with the dull side of that big-ass knife Rambo had, and it could easily be Betty White's older, less hot sister doing it... but then she whips the blindfold off you and its actually Natalie Portman but with bigger boobs, and she says "and you never thought i'd be this kinky, huh?" as she pulls out the Orgazmo gun and shoots you in the ass with it.

I'm serious. See it in a packed house on the best screen possible with the best friends possible. This isn't a movie; it's a three-hour community thrill ride. This movie reminds me why I love movies. No shit. This is an utterly joyous experience, and I will see it again at least once more while it's in theatres.

The geekgasm bar has been risen for 2007. Bring it the fuck on, HOT FUZZ and SPIDER-MAN 3. Let's see what you've motherfuckin' got.

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A note on my GRINDHOUSE thoughts last night:

Rose McGowan's acting was not "excellent" exactly; I should have better defended her by describing her performance as "above-average WB/Whedonverse" acting. Kinda like Kaylee from FIREFLY, who really wasn't that good of an actress at all, but personally charming enough and able to give the right amount of spice to her line delivery.

Hell, I'm just glad I can finally enjoy Rose McGowan in something now, without any of that nasty CHARMED guilt. Seriously, every time I flip past that show, I think, "Hey, Rose McGowen and Alyssa Milano are hot! I'm gonna watch this! Hey, wait, this show sucks! Gah!"

You must forgive me. Yesterday, I got blitzed out on a great deal of caffeine, until by the end, I was a jittery, headache-y, dizzy wreck. Then I saw GRINDHOUSE and I felt like a new man for five minutes. And then I came home.

Oh, I also learned that Skittlebrau is even better when you eat a couple Skittles separately, then take a swig of Lowenbrau, and continue. No, it's honestly pretty damn good.