Endless inane dialogue, no action, totally boring .
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Director: Quentin Tarantino Writer: Quentin Tarantino Genre: Crime Country: USA Certification: 18 Language: English Released: 14th January, 2008 (DVD)
MAIN CAST: Kurt Russell (Stuntman Mike) Zoe Bell (as herself) Rosario Dawson (Abernathy) Vanessa Ferlito (Arlene) Sydney Tamiia Poitier (Jungle Julia) Tracie Thoms (Kim) Rose McGowan (Pam) Jordan Ladd (Shanna) Mary Elizabeth Winstead (Lee)
Stuntman Mike isn't your average run-of-the-mill stuntman. Having worked in obscure movies that no one seems to have heard of, he suffered an accident on the set of a movie and spends his time searching for his next victims. His preferred victims are beautiful young women with promising careers in the media - models, radio hosts, etc... Stuntman Mike likes to follow his victims, preferably women in groups of three or four, shadowing their every move, studying them, however, unlike your average serial killer, Mike likes to use his modified stunt car as a weapon. His murdering sprees are made to look like accidents, and although the police are on to him, nothing can ever be proven.
Whether or not Mike was actually a stuntman is anyones guess - after all, the modified car and his nickname could be a well-thought subterfuge. Either way, the minute he gets behind the wheel, he brings new meaning to the words 'road rage'.
'Death Proof' is the worst movie I have ever seen. It is long-winded, boring and a definite chore to watch. In fact, I would go so far as to say that watching it was the hardest thing I've ever done!
The first 100 minutes are focused on a young foursome of beautiful women who are out on the town, and painting it red (so to speak). Alcohol and drugs flow freely, there's music, laughter, and an unending 100 minutes of girlie-talk. Nothing happens - all the women do is talk... about boyfriends, sex, drugs, music, and gossip about other women. Seriously, that's all that happens... they talk and talk and talk... and talk.
Finally, after an extremely long-winded 100 minutes, Mike puts an end to the talk by staging one of his 'road' accidents - a scene that takes less than 10 minutes, and then - bang - a few months have gone by, and Mike is following another group of women. Once again there is the incessant yacking, the inane and oh-so-boring girlie chatter that makes you want to put a gun to your head, and this goes on and on for another 30 or so minutes. Finally, Mike steps in, and sets the stage for another 'accident' - except that Mike hasn't counted on the fact that two of the women are movie stunt drivers who are, perhaps, crazier than he is. After his attempt to kill them fails, he becomes the hunted when the women go after him. All in all, the final 10 minutes of this movie are the most interesting.
This is a definite Tarantino flop, the most excruciatingly dull movie that has ever been made by any director/writer 'genius'. By the way, he appears in this movie as a bartender/owner, and joins the first group of women in a dialogue-fest of inane chatter.
I kid you not people, this movie possesses approx. 20 minutes of action - the rest is Tarantino's interpretation of what women like to talk about - and may I say, when it comes to women's conversations, Tarantino needs to take a 'Girlie-Talk 101' course. While he's there, may I suggest acting lessons too?
As for Kurt Russell, what can I say... his character was under-developed, shallow and boring. There is no mystery. Stuntman Mike constantly smiles, is your average nice-guy with a massive scar, likes reinforced stunt cars, speed, music and women. All in all, I'd say that he was pretty much playing himself. His attitude is pretty much 'all in good fun', and when he gets hurt he squeals like a little girl... or stuffed pig.
Pretty much filmed in the same manner as 'Planet Terror' (a much better movie directed and written by Rodriguez), with a grainy 70's - 80's feel to it, that is where the similarity ends. 'Death Proof' is Tarantino's brainchild, his creation... and it totally stinks.
There are absolutely no redeeming qualities to this movie, nothing that might make the spectator forgive Tarantino's rubbish script. The crew must have been bored to death working on this movie, especially the sound crew who had to listen to the girlie chatter.
This is one movie that should be torched and then flushed.
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Weak
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