Once a year a film comes out that is a masterpiece. In 2003, Kill Bill Volume 1 was that film. We all know the story. Uma Thurman is the Bride and she is out for revenge for killing her wedding party and putting her in a coma. I watched this in the movie complex being relatively new the town I was living in at the time. You know the feeling. I really wanted to see the movie but had zero friends in this new city in the midwest.
I was so eager to see it I walked up to the window and bought my ticket for one. The girl gave me a look. You’ve seen it before. Ticket for one at the movies is like going to a restaurant alone. It is socially accepted to do so, but people look at you a little weird. Like “too bad” look at him.
I didn’t care. This was Quentin Tarantino and I wasn’t missing opening night.
To make it more awkward, I thought perhaps people would want arrive early to score seats. Nope. I walked into a theatre with a pack of four girls, each dressed as if they were bigger superfans of Tarantino than me. I sat five rows behind them and didn’t realize we were at two different spectrums of dedicated fandom.
They were not waiting for the movie to start. They had just seen the movie and just finished watching the credits. They talked loudly (before the era of smartphones to soak up time). I’ve heard of people sneaking into movies, but sneaking into a movie without moving an inch is a level of dedication I didn’t know existed. So I watched them curiously. One girl had an invisible sword she wielded on her friends. I am not sure what the body count was by the time the crowd flowed in, but she was more pumped up than me by the time the previews started.
I watched the Bride do her thing. The movie was awesome. Hearing RZA’s score pump through the theater when O-Ren Ishii and the yakuza enter a Tokyo restaurant was awesome. It shows the mastery of Tarantino and what he can do.
At the end, I finally understood the girl with the invisible sword. She imagined she had a Hattori Hanzo sword and did what anyone does with it.
She put it to work.
Movie Rating 11/10 (off the damn charts)