i don't fucking believe it. i just wrote a long review for grindhouse and the damn connection went shit when i tried to publish it. i lost the thing. rather than rewrite it now, i'll do it again tomorrow.
fucking hell. i'm a bit pissed.
Really Bad Movies
poetry/antipoetry & exploitation movies
Monday, April 09, 2007
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More or less pissed than you were when you realized Quentin Tarantino desperately needs to edit his goddamn dialogue like nobody's business?
steve: writing my review now. i'll post it tommorow night. yeah, tarantino needs to study poetry or sump'n if he wants to get to the level of language he had in resevoir dogs and pulp fiction. but i loved his contribution to grindhouse. esp. near the end. the car chases put ol' hb halicki [the original stuntman, producer and director of gone in 60s seconds] for a run.
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