<...an Ill Literate post...>
So, have you seen Grindhouse, the double-feature-in-one homage to Seventies exploitation flicks by cult filmmakers Quentin Tarantino (Pulp Fiction, Kill Bill Vols. I & II) and Robert Rodriguez (Desperado, Sin City)?
Judging from the box office, the likely answer is... no.
The three-hour-plus Grindhouse ground to a halt on arrival, earning less than $12-million on its opening weekend. That's almost $10-million below projections and bad news for a movie that cost $53-million, plus tens of millions more in marketing.
I haven't caught it yet (like most, apparently), so I won't comment on its merits. Though it's interesting that most reviewers who aren't completely sold on the double feature seem at odds over whether Tarantino's half (Death Proof) is awesome and Rodriguez's half (Planet Terror) is lame--or whether it's the other way around.
Either way, here's two things to check out:
One is a report that Weinstein Co. mogul Harvey Weinstein, who already planned to divide Death Proof and Planet Terror for international theaters and a future domestic DVD release, might split and re-release them in American theaters within two weeks. Weinstein even outrageously suggested that the now-solo Death Proof could compete for the coveted Palme d'Or award at next month's Cannes Film Festival. Read the Toronto Star's report here.
(Personally, I can't see how much sense that makes. Even with a plan to add additional footage to each film, how many people want to pay $8.50 to watch one of the movies when they already don't want to pay $8.50 to watch both?)
Finally, though I remain a Tarantino fan, I found myself nodding along with much of Mark Harris's unflinching take on the director in Entertainment Weekly. In the essay "Pap Fiction," he calls Grindhouse "Quentin Tarantino's latest epic canonization of garbage from his own adolescence." It's a fascinating read--peep it here.
Meanwhile, I just added this completely unnecessary but ridiculously hot pic of Sydney Tamiia Poitier from Grindhouse. (Click it. It gets bigger.)
Now toss us some comments, so Josh and I can finally make some friends outside work. (Especially you, Sydney.)
[Photos: AP, The Weinstein Co.]