Caught a preview screening of Grindhouse, the Robert Rodriguez/Quentin Tarantino double-feature monster mash last night, along with several other CityBeaters. Wooh. Boy, howdy, that’s some over-the-top, three-hours-plus, lose-your-lunch, skeevy sex and violence. The screening came too late to run a review in this week’s issue, but I’ll hopefully sneak my review onto the CityBeat website later tonight or first thing tomorrow. The boys definitely deliver the goods they said they would—the question is whether or not you, the moviegoer, are interested in that particular kind of bloody disgusting, splatterfun special delivery. It definitely won’t be for everyone—hell, Eric Wolff was jumping out of his seat before Terror Planet even began—but for fans of the gruesome twosome or horror movies in general, this is a mother lode of seriously nasty fun.
April 5, 2007 - 11:28 am at 11:28 am
OK, movies manipulate me easily. All the same, I’m not usually an action movie guy, and Grindhouse was great. Personally, I liked the second feature better, but it was an amazing few hours.
Also, no one should be put off by the length. The movie breaks up into two features, with fake film trailers in between. Those trailers end up being mostly comical rather than adrenalizing, so they provide a nice respite between thrillers. You catch your breath, maybe run to the bathroom (though you shouldn’t, the tailers are great) and settle in for part 2.