Tuesday, March 27, 2007


Very rarely does the Mailbox come across a movie review like this: Moriarty of Ain't It Cool News calls this -- Neill Cumpston's review of "Grindhouse" -- the only review of Grindhouse you need to read. This was sent to the Mailbox from a guy who does some pretty classic reviews himself -- Scott Meeker of the Globe. The Mailbox loves the first 'grafs of his review of "Black Snake Moan":

It was one of those movies that would be difficult to recommend to many people. Now, if someone were to come up and ask, “Do you know of any good movies about a nymphomaniac who is beaten and left for dead on the side of the road, then discovered by an old bluesman who chains her to his radiator and cures her savage sex drive through some scorching Southern blues? Well, that’d be easy. “Black Snake Moan” is your movie, my friend...As for anyone else, ehhh ... it’d probably be a safe bet that it’s not going to be your cup of tea.

Before reading Cumpston's review, the Mailbox was not the least bit interested in Grindhouse. "Whooo," it said. "A girl with a gun for a leg? Bruce Campbell called, and he wants his idea back." Now? Well, the Mailbox is still uninterested by Grindhouse, but may now consider watching it at the dollar theater.

"He could f--- a bulldozer into eight Mini Coopers." That's just prize-winning reviewing right there.

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I just read that review today, and it indeed was a hoot .. My favorite part was how several times mentioned, jokingly I can only assume, that Death Proof was the directing debut of Quentin Tarantino .. great stuff
I went to see Grindhouse because of that review, and let me tell you, it was all that and a whole bunch more.

In fact, after having seen the movie, rereading the review is boring and understated, except for the lines "screaming car crash zombie boobs" and "fucked with the wrong girls".

I highly recommend you see it while it's still first run, cuz it's just that good. Doesn't matter if it's a matinee on a Saturday when no one else is there or a Friday night when it's standing room only, it's worth the look-see. And I haven't said that about a movie in a long time.

I was more than impressed with Rodriguez's movie, which in fact I thought would be stupid if not boring, but his style more than makes up for my stereotypical presumptions of it. But it was a director's chat with Tarantino that convinced me to see this, as he uses no special effects and films it all at speed, no undershooting (is that the right word when they film it almost in slow-mo and speed it up?)

Anyway, point is, his is balls-on just like you see it. And I like that. It was worth it to see a director use the real talent of his cast, his crew, and himself to sell a movie, and not rely on the capabilities of CGI. It was so refreshing I may just go see it again to ooh and ahh the bad-ass return to good ole days of film making. Hell, Rosario Dawson's character rode in the car without a seatbelt! (to clarify, there was no PSA - public service announcement - shot of her buckling in).

If you heed my advice and see this one, lemme know what you think of it.
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