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Death Proof review by Shatner's Bassoon
Self-indulgent, boring and just plain awful.
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I have to say I’m a big Tarantino fan, and even though the ‘Kill Bill’ films were not up to par, they did somewhat capture the essence of the Asian revenge genre and were pretty enjoyable. I was really looking forward to ‘Death Proof’, and even though it bombed in the U.S, I still had high hopes for Tarantino’s tribute to the Grindhouse genre of horror, but I have to say this is an absolute stinker of a film and easily the worst I’ve seen in a long time. The basic plot of the film is about a serial killer named Stuntman Mike, who builds a death proof car in which he can initiate fatal car crashes and escape with only minor injuries. The trouble is that the killer within the story hardly features at all, and instead the film focuses the two groups of women who will become his victims, this could have been good except there is no real pay off. Kurt Russell as Stuntman Mike could have been a great character though he’s criminally under used, you never learn anything about his character, and in reality has only three brief scenes in the whole film. The dialogue, which is usually superb in a Tarantino film, is just plain awful, uninspired, unengaging and nothing more than meaningless waffle. In reality the entire format of the film is 30 minutes of dull pointless dialogue, 3 minutes of action which include two 3 second gore scenes, 45 minutes of even more dull pointless dialogue, a 5 minute car chase and a really feeble ending. The truth is that ‘Death Proof’ is so awful even the most dedicated of Tarantino fans will find it an enormous let down. If you want to see a decent modern film which pays tribute to the 70’s Grindhouse genre then rent the superb ‘House of 1000 Corpses’, the 2003 remake of ‘The Texas Chainsaw Massacre’, or ‘Wrong Turn’.
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