magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

I dreamt about making boats out of CMUs, concrete masonry units or cinder blocks, as they are commonly, and incorrectly, called. It was very frustrating, and I woke up upset.

Over brunch I handed out my assessment of Kill Bill Vol. 1 which I had watched last night when I got home. 'I understand why people in their early twenties like it so much,' I said. 'They weren't old enough to see Tarantino's other films when they were new. Although this is his take on the entire spectrum of East Asian film, it's still dealing with all the same sorts of things that he's done before.'

But tonight I went to see Vol. 2 with Dan, Rob, and some of their friends. And I changed my stance a little bit. Vol. 2 was better, but not simply a better film, it also made Vol. 1 better. It completed the whole. And as a whole work, it surpasses Tarantino's earlier films.