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  Volume 127, Number 5                            October 16, 2003
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'Kill Bill' a story of blood, Bride

the Collegian @ the Movies


     This is possibly the goriest, bloodiest, most disturbing movie ever made, and certainly the goriest and bloodiest from a major production company.
Kill Bill, Vol. 1, Quentin Tarantino's fourth feature-length work is not a film geared toward Hillsdale sensibilities.
     Through this story, Tarantino saw the opportunity to take his bloodlust to an entirely new level, and he made the most of it. Decapitation, impaling, dismemberment, shootings and rivers of blood reign supreme.
     But Tarantino is not satisfied by merely appalling our visible sensibilities. All of the carnage serves to put forth a rather significant theme of the loss of innocence. In several scenes, parents are slaughtered before their young children. In the case of O-Ren Ishii (Lucy Liu), a child becomes a O-Ren Ishiimurderess herself. O-Ren's origins are exposited through an extended anime sequence depicting the murders of her parents and her subsequent revenge.      These ten minutes are the most depraved of the film, and the most disturbing.
     Much of the live-action gore is so stylized and over-the-top that it seems cartoonish and almost laughable (think of the Black Knight in Monty Python and the Holy Grail). The animated scenes, therefore, come across as more real than the rest of the movie, and thus more gut-wrenching.
     If one can look past the wanton bloodletting, the film is a work of art. Tarantino makes fabulous use of colors (not just red) throughout the film.
     Bold primaries make up many costumes and sets. Particularly striking is a katana battle between the Bride (Uma Thurman) and five samurai where all the actors are silhouetted against a blue background.      A use of black and white film for several scenes, allowing even the gory action sequences to become more character-centered, is also quite beautiful.
     Visually, the most impressive feature of the film is the camera's obsession with Thurman. When the scene cuts away from her, you are dying to see her again. She owns the picture, and Tarantino wants it that way. The tender intensity with which she is filmed provides an amazing contrast to the violent intensity with which the Bride exacts her revenge.
     The story of Kill Bill is equally impressive.      Presented in Tarantino's trademark time-is-all-screwed-up style, it is the tale of the Bride (whenever her real name is spoken, it is bleeped out), formerly a member of an elite female assassin team of which Bill is the head. Pregnant, the Bride is to marry Bill (David Carradine, whose face is not shown in this episode), but he then orders her murder as well as that of the rest of the wedding party. She loses the baby and ends up comatose for four years from the bullet Bill placed in her brain.      She awakens in a fury at her attempted killing and the loss of her unborn child, and plots her revenge against Bill, O-Ren, and the rest of the team: Vernita Green (Vivica A. Fox), Elle Driver (Daryl Hannah) and Budd (Michael Madsen).
     Pure and simple, this story is about the Bride and revenge. We learn very little about the other characters before they die, which is surprising given Tarantino's previous films, but then again, there is more to come in Vol. 2. The lack of depth to some of the characters does not detract from the story, however. A friend of mine commented upon leaving the theatre, "I'm angry. I hated this movie, but now I have to go see the second part to find out what happens." This movie ropes you in with its intrigue and beauty while pushing you away with its gratuitous violence.
     This movie is actually only half of the overall picture Kill Bill. Word is Miramax forced Tarantino to chop the movie in twain because most people would not be able to stomach three and a half hours of it in one sitting. Miramax was probably right.
     I'm giving Kill Bill, Vol. 1 four stars out of five. If Quentin Tarantino is the god of your cinematic universe, add a star. If you have a weak stomach, remove a star and a half. If you think Tarantino symbolizes everything wrong with modern society and should be shot on sight, take away three stars.      If you fit none of those categories and have yet to see Tarantino in action, I strongly recommend trying Pulp Fiction or Reservoir Dogs on for size before you attempt Kill Bill. Otherwise, I'll see you all at Vol. 2.

 

Will Farnham
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