"Now this is my kinda place."

Rating: Null/10 (9 March 1999)

I'm tired of people talking about FDTD as two half movies put together as one bizarre/crappy/stupid movie.
What these people don't understand was that the first half of the movie, the regular bad-assed Tarantino flick, was deliberately put together to lure you into a false sense of comfort and security. "OK, I'm watching just another criminals-take-family-hostage story." And then they spring the vampires on you just to prove that no matter how bad a couple of murdering brothers are, there's always something worse.
Personally, I can't think of anything better than George Clooney with a wicked tattoo, Quentin Tarantino as his deranged sex-offender brother, Robert Rodriguez directing, lots of gratuitous violence, bodies, blood, liquor, Mexicans, nudity, swearing, guns, and vampires, awesome dialogue, a guy named 'Sexmachine', Salma Hayak dancing on a table, and of course, Cheech Marin playing three roles. Oh hey, and did I mention George Clooney in the role of the absolutely coolest guy in the universe.
This movie has always been my fallback movie (the one you rent when there's nothing else in). It's the kind of movie you can watch again and again and not get tired of it (although it's best to save it for special occasions). It is also, and I just realized this a few days ago, my favorite movie.
Anyone who can't see this movie as one completely packaged action thriller was probably being referred to when Seth Gecko said, "I don't care 'bout livin' or dyin' anymore, I just want to send as many of these devils back to hell as I can."