It's kind of unfair to Quenton Tarentino that every movie he ever makes will always be compared to Pulp Fiction. I mean, nobody says that, say, School of Rock was an okay movie, but it wasn't as good as Pulp Fiction. Almost no movie can stand up to that comparison, and Kill Bill Volume 2 is no exception. KBv2 also wasn't quite as good as Volume 1, either, I thought. There were some clever, violent scenes, and one very cool speech at the end, about Superman. But as cute as that speech was, it really illustrated how wrong it was that there weren't a dozen more speeches and conversations that were just as good or better. All in all, it wasn't Tarentino's best, but an average Tarentino movie is a lot better than most movies.
This movie was cute and fun. Basically, the gimmick is that it's like the Flintstones, with all sorts of modern conveniences, but set in the middle ages, in a fairy tale kingdom. Also, there was just way too many times when even the dumbest person in the audience has to just throw his or her hands up, and say, "Why doesn't she just do this?" This is The Official Record.
7:33 PM
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LAST WEEKEND AND THE WEEKEND BEFORE LAST
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The weekend before last was my birthday.
David D. of Washington, D.C. and his girlfriend, Stephanie T. came to visit, and they took me out for dinner for my birthday at the Redeye Grill.
Saturday and Sunday, I went to Atlantic City for my birthday. See my previous blog entry.
Last weekend, on Friday, I tried to see a movie at the Tribeca film festival with Manny F.. But the line was too long and we didn't get in, so we had dinner with Judy V. instead at Southwest New York.
On Saturday, Manny and I went to see Good bye Lennin!, review to follow.
My birthday was Sunday, May 2. For my birthday, I hired a limousine to take me, Danny B., Alan B., Manny F., Steve K., Graham M., and Mei X. all to Atlantic City (and back), where we stayed one night at the Showboat. We all had a great time, and, before you ask, being 33 feels just like being 32. The highlight of the weekend was when my family surprised me by sending a birthday cake to the hotel, which was the one thing I had failed to arrange for. This is The Official Record.
11:23 AM
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