When I saw Reservoir Dogs back in 1992, I became an instant fan of then up-and-coming writer/director Quentin Tarantino. Pulp Fiction solidified the former video clerk and motormouth as a force to be watched in American film. But his star started to shine a little less brightly with Jackie Brown, and I was singularly unimpressed with Kill Bill (particularly Part One). Now Tarantino is back, collaborating with Robert Rodriguez (who also started really strong but currently runs hot and cold) on Grindhouse, a double feature tribute to the sleaze cinema of the '70's. I'm not the only person that feels this way, as the Globe and Mail's Rick Groen has a few choice words for Mr. Tarantino in his latest column.
I am eager to read that column. I saw "The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly" for the first time last summer. Is there a movie he's ripped off more, not so much in scene-for-scene stealing, but mood and tone? Well, actually, there's a billion other movies he's ripped off more. His films start to play out like big budget fan films, with "homages" and inside jokes a plenty.
Boo! What a shame Guy Ritchie ended up getting castrated, because I enjoyed the path he was on...well, all two films that he made.
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