Kill Bill: Vol. 1

“I’ve completed doing… what I swore an oath to God, 28 years ago… to never do again. I have created something that kills people. And in that purpose, I was a success. I’ve done this because philosophically, I am sympathetic to your aim. I can tell you with no ego, this is my finest sword. If on your journey, you should encounter God… God will be cut… Yellow-haired warrior.My grandparents divorced long before I can remember, and my grandmother later remarried a Swedish man named Janne, who I’ve come to see as my grandfather in many ways. He owns a big farm in eastern Sweden, and when I was around 10, we spent a summer there. In the room my sister and I shared, there was an old TV and a stack of VHS tapes, including a season of Wallander, a Pulp Fiction parody called Plump Fiction, Windtalkers with Nicholas Cage, and some other fioms I can’t recall. We watched them all, but nothing struck me (or my 7-year-old sis) as deeply as this film. It was a total paradigm shift for both of us, awakening something in me that’s never faded. I’ve seen it countless times since, and it still evokes the same raw, instinctive emotion. Nothing will ever come close to being as cool as this film. It was the pinnacle of awe for a 10-year-old boy, and that feeling has stayed with me forever. Without a doubt, this is one of the most important films in my life, and that will never change. My sister was mostly just traumatised tho. Also, The Lonely Sheperd by Gheorge Zamfir might just be the greatest song ever conceived be the human race. How Tarantino would have any knowledge of a eastern- european pan-flute song is still a mystery to me.. I suppose he’s just that good,