Grindhouse, the pain it brought me.

Rating: 1/10 (24 February 2008)

This movie's good rating is a clear example of the power of the fanboy. Anyone who is an actual objective observer of this movie without bias will tell you that this movie is a total pile of garbage.
The fake trailers were funny, we all know this, but this is not worth th $8.00 entry fee.
Planet terror is an example of cheap film tricks to get people into the theater, and get people to say that they liked the movie. Many pointless cameos and roles is one very effective way of accomplishing this. Bruce Willis and his 2 line performance, and Fergie and her meaningless scene are examples. The dialog was horrendous, I just remember the script quality of the doctor in the movie and it was sooo bad. The movie's plot was so empty that when a character died, I felt nothing. No one cared about any of the characters, because all of the characters were meaningless.
Zombie movie are inherently bad, but this zombie movie is even bad for a zombie movie. I felt as if I was watching an advertisement instead of a film.
OK, now Death Proof. Here is the outline Tarentino used:
20 minutes of random babble.
Babblers die.
20 minutes of random babble.
Babblers get attacked.
Babblers humiliate and kill attacker. Tarentino takes the one good actor in his whole movie and turn him into a stinking turd. Kurt Russel's awesome acting abilities gave me some hope while watching this leper of a film, and then Tarentino had to bitchslap my Wyatt Earp. I have never been masochistic in my entire life, but this film caused me to pull on my hair so hard to lose focus on the source of my mental anguish. I have vowed to never pay $8.00 again to watch a Tarentino film after this charade. His cheap tricks to get people into the theater have been seen before, with his "Tarentino presents Hero" disguise.
Grindhouse has made me a better viewer of film, since I now have a reference point for the bottom of the barrel.