Austin's hottest DJ, Jungle Julia, sets out into the night to unwind with her two friends Shanna and Arlene. Covertly tracking their moves is Stuntman Mike, a scarred rebel leering from behind the wheel of his muscle car, revving just feet away.
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Simply A Masterpiece
The best films of this genre always show a path and provide a takeaway for being a better person.
The thing I enjoyed most about the film is the fact that it doesn't shy away from being a super-sized-cliche;
An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.
Tarantino made this flick as a homage to old low budget movies that used to be played in drive ins. It goes along with Rodriguez's Planet Terror in a concept called Grindhouse. Two low budget movies that DO NOT take themselves seriously and have one and only purpose. To look cheap, disgusting and funny as hell. They achieve that easily. They're both amazing, each one in a special way. If you go to movies without having a clue of what you're about to watch, do the art a favour and leave it alone.
The movie pays tribute to the 80's B-movies and muscle car films like Bullit and Vanishing Point (Which are referenced in the movie). It is very well shot and the soundtrack blends very nicely with the scenes, something that Tarantino does pretty well in his movies. The movie lacks of that amazing and interesting dialogue that we are used to in Tarantino's films. It might be the weakest tarantino movie but still is a very good movie.
I feel bad about this, bad mouthing Quentin because he's one of the few who's been on our side. No matter how much cloggy sentimentalised pap the US film industry threw at as, Quentin would be there giving us the stuff that would make a cold night in with just a stack of DVD's, some beer and maybe a few mates in from the pub bearable. Something went wrong with this flick though, it's still got its fair share of the Tarantino flair; those 2+ dialogues executed through his sense of Jo ha kyu that's served him so well. It' just that it all goes wrong in the third act and that kind of frizzles with the whole vibe of the flick.What should happen is Mike gets away with the second murderous attack after a gruelling and bloody ordeal. And then the alternate ending is tagged on body snatchers style, to show him being dealt justice and our heroines making a miraculous return. Instead though, he continues with girly revenge theme but instead of the righteous vindication of Kill Bill it's all a bit miss timed and weak. Of course my ending is a teeny bit contrived, it's just supposed to illustrate the point that Quentin has maybe swallowed a bit too much of the stuff his critics have levelled at him. As a consequence, lately it seems as if he's been chasing -right-on- credits both with his later films and his public pronouncements.
For me, one of the best movies of Quentin Tarantino. With an apparently too basic script, he creates the iconic character of Kurt Russell. The original soundtrack supports all the resources of the director, and there are a lot of winks to old road movies. In summary: Tarantino in pure state.