Posts Tagged Grindhouse
Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner
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Grindhouse, Quentin Tarantino’s 2007 collaborative project with every fucked up director ever (read: Robert Rodriguez, Eli Roth, and Rob Zombie) was an enjoyably mindless foray into intentionally campy gratuitous gore and violence. Not exactly a film with a lot of redeeming, deeper value — but it’s a fun ride nonetheless, and the shorter featurette presentation helped the individual films therein avoid flossing a dead horse.
In fact, the fake previews included as an intermission between the two short films, Roth’s completely over-the-top Planet Terror and Tarantino’s completely self-indulgent Death Proof, were almost as entertaining as the features themselves. The coup de grĂ¢ce is easily the preview for an absurd horror slasher titled Thanksgiving, which chronicles the zany hijinks of a murderous pilgrim. It’s an uplifting story to be sure, and will only help you to realize that listening to your uncle fart all night was actually not that bad of a way to spend the holiday compared to the unsuspecting saps in this trailer.
Just as a caution, you should probably not watch this one at the office, unless, you know, you intern for Buffalo Bill and spend your working hours putting the lotion on the skin.
Oh, and just to preemptively clear the air: yes, he really is fucking the turkey with the human head at the end. Enjoy your leftovers, folks!
