Kill Bill Volume 2 Review: A Worthy Sequel With Hidden Depths
I highly recommend Kill Bill: Volume 2. In classic Tarantino fashion, specific sections of the film are a tad too long, but overall, it’s a wonderful piece of escapist fiction.

A four-part anthology film parody of TWILIGHT ZONE: THE MOVIE. In "My Chance To Cream," Gina Carrera is the quintessential wet dream. But is she alive? "Better Not Touch" has a Cro-Magnon type boy next door exerting some weird spells over parents and friends until receiving a severe oral tongue lashing. An Earth virgin gets some interesting sex therapy from an extra-terrestrial in "Seleh," and in "Wetdream at 20,000 Feet" a high volume orgy occurs on a flight not many people are likely to book.
I highly recommend Kill Bill: Volume 2. In classic Tarantino fashion, specific sections of the film are a tad too long, but overall, it’s a wonderful piece of escapist fiction.
Haven't you heard? There's a new horror subgenre: cerebral gore, that's probably been around for decades and we're now just starting to talk about it.
I believe in homages, but there's a proper way to borrow a creative idea instead of making it appear as if you hit the copy and paste button. Most likely, anyone is better off simply reading the books. Or just put on Scream.
When it comes down to it, The English explores what happens when power is unchecked and how those who seem powerless, have more strength than most through their convictions for justice.
This thrilling film about feminine rage and male hostility is an incredible depiction of the fragility of the male ego.
As noted in the headline, I didn’t like this movie. Not to say it’s the worst thing ever, but it’s just…meh. Nothing much to it. Very generic. No surprises. At the very least, the cast is diverse so I’ll give it that.