I haven’t seen Quentin Tarantino’s new film, Kill Bill, and if I did, I might really hate it since gory films creep me out. (Besides, I’m also not at all sure I can forgive Uma Thurman for her horrible re-creation of Emma Peel; man, Thurman stinks.) But I liked this review by Graham Barnfield in Spiked online, Killing Kill Bill:
However, there is an important distinction to be made between this argument and that of the born-again Tarantino-bashers. The shift towards formulaic gore is an indictment of the film industry’s lack of inventiveness, symptomatic of repositioning the US and UK markets around teenage nights out. It is not, as writers like Thomson and Freedland claim, an indictment of society. The reason? The violence on screen is pretend; the violence in real life is real. Duh!
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(…) There is a case to be made against fake gore as entertainment, especially when it becomes as clich
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