Robert Rodriguez
Planet terror

"Grindhouse - Planet Terror (Planet Terror) is a splatter film splatter film from 2007 written and directed by Robert Rodriguez", begins the Wikipedia page, shot together with that prankster Quentin Tarantino. It aired a few days ago on Italia 2, and this already made me mad, as I don't have much respect for the network's patron, but curiosity is stronger than opposition and not being able to (wanting to?) leave the offspring in front of the alluring red marker at the bottom right of the video, I sacrifice myself to watch a film that from the trailer grabs me soooo much: there, I said it!

The chemistry of our brain does crazy things to us, when you see scenes that are absolutely disgusting and horrifying, but what am I saying: absolutely perfect... in exploitation! Nice term: it practically means you're a little bit perverted, or rather, a little bit violent, or rather, a little bit sexually disturbed, or rather, a little-much of a troublemaker, a chaos maker, in short, a fool (oops, to be understood only in relation to watching the film!).

A very delicate subject: those who remember the Italian B-movies, well they have nothing to do with the American ones and especially with Grind-house cinemas, but those who will read these lines know exactly what I'm talking about.

The movie I'm about to narrate (?), does not follow a logical thread and in particular, does not follow a coherent timeline, with interruptions of burnt film, ten-minute blocks in narration, and jumps from one subject to another which paradoxically do not make you lose the thread, maybe because we are in a story without a sense or maybe the sense of the story lies in nonsense? Who knows? Who knows what was going on in the head of Rodriguez-Tarantino, great lovers of exploitation films, when they renewed their vow to collaborate, who knows?

Certainly the beautiful Rose McGowan, Cherry Darling in the film, couldn't have hoped for better than to find a machine gun as a leg prosthesis and all the others, a whole army led by our Bruce Willis, lots of disgusting blisters and pustules all over the body, ready to burst into a myriad of infected splatters on everyone and everything: bleah, how disgusting! Don't worry, this is not all: an apotheosis of torn limbs and quartered bodies, a fury of crushed testicles (maybe like yours now!) and the scene of scenes... wrong it's not the sex one.

The link above is a tribute to attentive readers, but it has nothing to do with Planet Terror.

The hardest (?) scene of all, in my opinion is... the one with the rapist soldier, Quentin Tarantino's cameo, in which forgetting the effect of stopping the intake of gas DC-2, he will witness the fall of his own testicles to the ground and shortly after we will witness his complete disintegration!

In short a film of pure entertainment, which however, darn, touches on very serious topics such as terrorism [Bin Laden is mentioned], bacteriological warfare [see the DC-2 gas], science subservient to power, lap dancers who want to make a career: we would say everything in place and nothing in order.

A crazy movie, but top-notch; Sheriff Hague asks Wray : "But who are you? Who are you really, I mean? I'm nobody, and the easiest thing to remember if you don't forget it first".