Kill Bill puts a smile on my face. It's so intelligent. It's so vaccuous. It's a gratuitous exercise in pure style. The pacing is exquisite, the execution flawless. And it's so impassioned, so much a work of love.
Quentin and Jean-Luc up a tree- K, i, s, s, i, n, g.
And here's a Hollywood action movie without a single explosion in it. The way to get an audience excited is not to hit them and hit them and hit them in the face, but to keep them waiting.