If there was any question as to how big a geek I am, let the following statement confirm all of your worst suspicions: Waiting for Kill Bill Vol. 2 has been the closest I've come in my adult life to recapturing the feeling of anticipating Christmas as a child.
I've spent the past several months talking about Vol. 1 to anyone who would listen. I was one of the 2 million people who purchased the DVD as soon as it came out. I don't care that it will inevitably be re-issued in one or more special collectors' editions, including what will undoubtedly be touted as the "full-length director's cut." That's why God invented eBay.
Vol. 2 came out last Friday. I somehow managed to hold off until Saturday so that Every Damn Jim could come along. It was like putting a Southern BBQ buffet before me and telling me that I couldn't partake until tomorrow. Mmmmmmm, BBQ...
But, as usual, I digress. It was so worth the wait. The bloodletting and the bodycount have been drastically reduced, in favor of some of the most satisfying dialog, character development and plot twists I've ever had the joy to experience.
That said, I was the only person in the theater who clapped after the film's most stunning gross-out sequence. Be sure to keep an eye out for it. ;)
This is an eye-catching, genre-hopping, mind-blowing masterpiece. The first volume was all but ignored by the various awards committees, but if Vol. 2 doesn't end up being next year's Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King, may each and every member of Hollywood's inner circle meet the business end of a Hattori Hanzo sword.
