tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post8754494973085911163..comments2024-03-28T02:09:36.343-11:00Comments on Kinemalogue: NeighborsHunter Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10925220178171355473noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post-69335686015002877392019-08-14T21:02:22.365-11:002019-08-14T21:02:22.365-11:00True enough. It's probably just Tarantino'...True enough. It's probably just Tarantino's Lord of the Rings. He wishes that the fell Cult of Manson had not risen in his time, that his dad could beat Bruce Lee, that a noble strider could rescue the Riddermark king from the bewitchment of Wormfoot, and slay the forces of Manson, without going to jail himself for manslaughter. But that is not for him to decide. All he has to decide is what to do with the time that is given him: Method act on Batman & Robin to support a family, Method act on Batman & Robin to support dad, or start your own cult like Bruce Lee did. Glancing at today's movie marquees, maybe Tarantino's defending his own road less traveled.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post-51561491143151204232019-08-13T07:40:42.569-11:002019-08-13T07:40:42.569-11:00I agree, but I could apply that tag to virtually e...I agree, but I could apply that tag to virtually every Tarantino, except maybe Reservoir Dogs, and then only maybe. "Tipping is terrifying."Hunter Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10925220178171355473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post-85947351994903225092019-08-11T14:08:34.247-11:002019-08-11T14:08:34.247-11:00Basically, I'm saying your review should be ta...Basically, I'm saying your review should be tagged "sex is terrifying." And I agree with you about the quality of Death Proof: as with Kill Bill, I prefer Tarantino's "characterizations" through action montage to his restricted-interest bull sessions.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post-8217421361706918292019-08-11T13:49:07.659-11:002019-08-11T13:49:07.659-11:00Yeah, I guess White might find Snyder's Pentec...Yeah, I guess White might find Snyder's Pentecostal splash-page brand of beefcake less overtly homophobic than Tarantino's pagan sitcom brand of beefcake? Who knows?<br />As for psychoanalysis, it's cute to think of Tarantino finally embracing the marriage his actor father abandoned, projecting his cold (Amazonian!) feet onto that father, and scripting this movie as his therapeutic bachelor party of the mind, with a guest list of two: the deadbeat dad he got, and the "war hero" dad he wanted (first commemorated by Christopher Walken in Pulp Fiction). The world's moviegoers can watch for the price of a ticket. "Dear Dad, I've been reading about Charles Manson, and I've realized there's a little Manson in all us guys, a craving for celebrity, cocktails, and concubines. I just wanna say, I finally know how you felt when you left, I'm sorry you didn't channel that into a successful Method acting career, and I'm grateful you didn't 'go full retard' like Charlie."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post-80691258425361832632019-08-11T12:31:49.786-11:002019-08-11T12:31:49.786-11:00Armond White is so weird. His boosterism of the Z...Armond White is so weird. His boosterism of the Zack Snyder films makes me wonder if I'm crazy for liking them, and I already had good reason to, you know?Hunter Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10925220178171355473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post-64534494418021935202019-08-11T12:29:54.209-11:002019-08-11T12:29:54.209-11:00The psychoanalytic read absolutely works, I just h...The psychoanalytic read absolutely works, I just have no idea what to do with it all.Hunter Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10925220178171355473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post-44626616085496691392019-08-11T00:30:49.468-11:002019-08-11T00:30:49.468-11:00Also, I recommend Armond White's typically amu...Also, I recommend Armond White's typically amusing review, where he claims Bruce Dern's George Spahn is a "Weinstein figure." I would have thought the "Weinstein figure" was the Jewish movie producer who likes to see his employees frying Nazis, but what do I know?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633480297352890314.post-17261766749522617392019-08-11T00:20:33.452-11:002019-08-11T00:20:33.452-11:00Saw this and enjoyed Tarantino’s six-degrees alt-h...Saw this and enjoyed Tarantino’s six-degrees alt-history plotting as a substitute for his usual autistic dialogue, which irritates me. The new Mrs. Tarantino must have a good sense of humor about this “No Stag Party for Old Hollywood” fantasia. In the movie, the three different wives are shrews, Margot Robbie’s Sharon Tate is purely a symbol for Tarantino’s own innocence, Dakota Fanning’s “Squeaky” Fromme is basically Satan as Sex, and Damon Herriman’s Charles Manson suggests an empty figurehead, echoed in Mike Moh’s Bruce Lee and Leo DiCaprio’s Manson-costumed saloon villain TV role. I didn’t really buy Brad Pitt as the perfect dad/brother/wing-man Tarantino never had, but Leo DiCaprio is touching playing what could be Tarantino’s forgiving symbolic portrayal of his actual absentee father, a struggling actor. Tarantino’s mom may be the only Bride who doesn’t scare him, but perhaps he no longer wants to Kill Bill. That’ll be 5 cents, please. Oh, yeah, and there’s the scene in which Damian Lewis’s Steve McQueen laments that Mrs. Sharon Tate Polanski’s romantic tastes are too pedophilic to include him. It has nothing to do with the plot. Except for everything?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com