Hungkat’s review published on Letterboxd:
“That Girl Deserves her Revenge and We Deserve to die."
I was about six or seven when my grandpa introduced me to this ultraviolent world of dismemberments, decapitations and scornful vengeance. Elle Driver’s whistling tune (Twisted Nerve) would reverberate back and forth in my ears and drown me out in extreme discomfort. I would become agitated, yet mostly in awe as my body broke out in sweat, certainly flabberghasted, my mind zeroed in on The Bride’s iconic yellow tracksuit with her Hanzo’s sword clutched tight, lifeless bodies and severed limbs scattered behind – Over the top Anime’s gore-soaked carnage - with blood poetically spraying and “wig flying” in the pristine snow. Lucy and Uma; O-Ren and the Bride; Gogo Yubari and the Crazy 88…Not to mention Quantico Tortilla’s obvious fixation on toes. Every time I revisit Kill Bill, the words of my old man would also come back, “She is too cool,” and too cool indeed. Needless to say, my life has changed ever since.