by Uri Dowbenko
Kill Bill: Disney's Bloody Gore Fest
Quentin Tarantino's 'Kill Bill' is so stupid, so
empty and so pointless that it could even give
nihilism a bad rep. It's a bloody gore fest full of
blood flying, blood spraying, blood spurting,
chopped-off arms, hacked-off legs, headless bodies,
and endless sword fights, set to cheesy 1970s
soundtrack music. Sound like fun?
Questions remain. What possessed Satanic-wannabe
Quentin Tarantino to make this piece-o-crap called
'Kill Bill'? What possessed Miramax sleazoids Harvey
and Bob Weinstein to spend $55 million to finance it?
What possessed the phoney family value shills at MPAA
to give this an R rating? And what possessed Disney
suits to even release this complete
I know, I know, it's the built-in Cult of Death
factor. Tarantino's ugly revenge fantasy 'Kill Bill'
is a paean to the Angels of Death, masquerading as
entertainment, but is it evil? His cheap,
white-cracker, trailer-trash ass bets you the price of
admission, you won't know till you lay your money
'Kill Bill' is the 21st century version of the
Grand Guignol, gory special effects meant to titillate
and shock. And ultimately bore. Hatchet in the head.
A plank full of nails in the eye. At the end, the Uma
Thurman girl-assassin character says, "Leave the limbs
you've lost. They belong to me." The restaurant's full
of severed arms and legs and heads. Sound like fun?
Tarantino fancies himself as a Herschel Gordon
Lewis for the Lobotomized Generation, a gore-meister
for the Gen-X Blood Feast of other disenfranchised
geeks like himself.
Uma Thurman, whose father Robert Thurman is a
"Buddhist scholar" has a line in which she says, "It's
mercy, compassion and forgiveness I lack." Kuan Yin
will be thrilled. Other Satanic Zen sayings include a
voiceover like "Kill whoever is in the way, even if
it's the Lord God or Buddha himself." Evidently
nothing is too wild for the end of the Kali Yuga.
Evidently Thurman's character was repeatedly raped
while she was comatose. Sound like fun?
In another sequence, a young girl watches as her
mother is murdered in her own kitchen. The Uma Thurman
character then drives off in bright yellow pickup
truck with 'Pussy Wagon' painted on the back.
'Kill Bill' is the twisted expression of an
arrested emotional and mental development. It's
splatter-punk pornography for 14-year old boys, who
don't understand psychological warfare or mind
Tarantino's other grossly over-rated movies include
the chronologically scrambled Reservoir Dogs (1992)
(who can forget the chopped off ear?) Pulp Fiction
(1994) (more hitmen with bloodbaths) and Jackie Brown
(1997). Meanwhile the unexplainable idol worship of
Tarantino grew to near mythic status.
And what's happening in the real world? At the same
time 'Kill Bill' is released. Faux "Christian" Pat
Robertson publicly pronounces that the State
Department should be nuked. Faux "conservative" Rush
Limbaugh admits to being a hillbilly heroin junkie,
And faux 'President' George Bush keeps lying about the
War In Iraq, while body bags of dead twenty-somethings
are flying back to the United States daily and the
suicide rate of depressed US soldiers rises to
So what's the real purpose of 'Kill Bill'? This is
the movie they'll use in CIA mind control torture
sequences when they you strap you down, shoot you full
of drugs and make you watch 'Kill Bill.' It will
desensitize you in no time. Maybe they'll even make
you watch it when you join the Army.
"If you was a moron, you could almost admire it,"
says a Texas cop looking at the carnage of the
murdered wedding party in the movie.
And sure enough, Time Magazine's in house moron
Richard Corliss wrote a review which gushes at
Tarantino's bad boy geek persona, "There's a daring,
exhilarating spirit to the fights too," he writes.
"These are gory production numbers, immediate but also
abstract...Even the arcs of blood have the propulsion
of crimson choreography."
"Immediate but also abstract?" "Propulsion of
Puh-leez. Corliss is so erudite and sophisticated
Bet he can't wait for the remake of "The Texas
And Quentin Tarantino? I ain't no
psycho-pathologist, baby, but this is one sick puppy.
Copyright © 2003 Uri Dowbenko. All Rights Reserved.
* Uri Dowbenko is a media analyst and the author of
"Bushwhacked: Inside Stories of True Conspiracy"
-- not to be confused with that leftover left-winger
Molly Ivin's book of the same name.
"Bushwhacked" by Dowbenko is available in Borders and
Barnes & Noble stores nationwide. His forthcoming
book of movie reviews is called "Hoodwinked: Watching
Movies With Eyes Wide Open." He can be reached at
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