yeah, i've done a lot in the past few days. i'll write about it later tonight maybe. gotta go run 6 miles now. well, sort of. replace "run 6 miles" with "lift weights because not everyone is a natural born runner, so i do i what i can". yeah

however, a quick synopsis of KILL BILL couldn't hurt...

i loved it! i bet tarantino had such a great time making that movie. it was just so fun to watch! it looked great (like the cinematography, editing, and whathaveyou). and that end scene in the garden. BEAUTIFUL. (i think that's a reference to an old bruce lee movie (course, what WASN'T in that movie??)) and sonny chiba! you guys know who that is dont you? he's The Street Fighter! the CHEESIEST of old kung fu movies EVER. even when the dialogue (like at the beginning with uma and fox) seemed awkward or unnatural, i think that was on purpose (again, to resemble the old films). what i like about Tarantino movies is the attention to detail. the cereal box titled "KABLOOM"? particularly the dialogue. it's like he takes such care to have the characters say exactly the right thing. he seems to go to great effort to have the audience see things EXACTLY the way he wants them to be seen. i love that. i don't think there's anything especially great about the stories in his movies, but his presentation is marvelous. i mean, it completely makes the movie. and, of course, the altered time line is always an joy to put together. then at the end, i loved how it when in and out of b&w, color, and the silhouette scene. and the liters of blood was a fun touch. i think maybe my favorite shot in the movie is when the sheriff is driving to the scene of the crime and the camera is fixed right behind the dashboard and you see his selection of aviator shades in different tints. that's just great.

okay, that's enough for now.

man, i dug that movie.

one more thing i just remembered:
remember how about half of the movie was laced with dialogue in japanese? yeah, well, an unforseen (prior to this) disadvantage to seeing it in Hungary, is that Hungarians have no use for English subtitles explaining the japanese dialogue. so we sat there, listening to Japanese, trying to read Hungarian, and failing miserably at both. luckily, I had seen all but the last 30 min with english subtitles (thanks to mr. murphy). so i just looked up the script to find out what the crap they said at the end. i'm good now. i'm with the program.

stupid non-english speaking . . . people.