After kidnapping a father and his two kids, the Gecko brothers head south to a seedy Mexican bar to hide out in safety, unaware of its notorious vampire clientele.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
I’m sorry, Sofia Coppola, this one is so much worse…
Watching this after Sinners… emmm. It’s an absolute piece of shit. Were… like… people in 90s idiots? I mean. HOW? How did this achieve anything. Quentin Tarantino? Oh, fuck you man. I want to wash my eyes, it’s a fucking piece of absolute shit. Give me my 90 minutes back!!!
I want to cry. Why did I even want to watch this? Who was it filmed for? It’s beyond miserable and pathetic, it’s an absolute worst of everything. Money, time, effort, talent.
Afterthought
I missed this movie at the time. My mum forbid me to watch it, because of some titties, apparently.
She was panically afraid I’d grow up being gay, yet she panically protected me from seing naked ladies either.
My wife enjoyed the irony that my mother was okay with me watching it till that point where they actually had like a few minutes of titties on a screen.
- Them killing random people for no fucking reason
- Tarantino raping and killing a hostage woman
- Tarantino sexually harassing the little girl
- Lots of violence for no reason
That’s okay. Titties? Oh no, no, no, a kid cannot see it!
Sex Machine (a name!) was fun, him having a pistol penis was funny. Stupid, you know. But funny.
I regret wasting my time on this, but at least I closed some old baggage, and ticked a box:
- watched it.
