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It was a stylish homage to so many B-movie genres. It transcended everything it saluted.
I've been waiting for freakingever for a DVD box set that might have the international version (some of the violence was watered down for the U.S. release). I'm not bothering to buy Vol. 2 until then. It took a totally different turn, and was also a really good movie ... but not in the same league as Volume 1 (imo). Odd, though, that they were filmed and intented to be released as a single movie. The tone is so completely different between the two.
Volume One is kick-ass, rambunctious, hysterical, sly, lowbrow, highbrow fun galore. Uma Thurman (despite her feet) is a goddess, and Tarantino completely redeemed himself.
(Uma's new movie, My Super Ex-Girlfriend, makes for a funny trailer, but looks to be a stupid film. I hope to get my superhero kicks with Superman Returns on opening night at Grauman's Chinese. Warner Brothers is being very civilized in playing it at ten p.m. instead of making the fans wait until way-past-bedtime midnight.)
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