'member that thing I said I wasn't going to do? Well, I did it. I saw Kill Bill. I held out for six weeks. For someone who possesses very little will power, that's pretty good. To be fair, I didn't actually go to see Kill Bill. It was more like shown to me.

There's a local movie house called Studio 35. It's single screen theater where you can order food and drink beer while you watch a double feature. Occasionally, there will be a triple feature.

The evening started with a pizza pie, a couple beers, and Intolerable Cruelty. I was joined by a few friends for School of Rock and a couple more beers. By the time Kill Bill came on, there was nothing I could do.   ...nothing, I said.

OK. Semantics aside. I saw it, and it was great. I saw it a second time just to be sure it wasn't the alcohol.

It wasn't the booze.

Now, if only it was an entire movie. Each time I saw Kill Bill, I felt unfulfilled. I could have sat for the second half.

There was a little fatty in the patty, which makes me wonder the true reason for splitting a three, three and a half hour movie in two. Greedy studio wanting more screenings per day? Not unheard of. The ego of a big-time director? More than likely.

I think Tarantino is great, but for the sake of telling a good story you have to sometimes trim or cut your favorite part for the sake of the pace of the story. (director commentaries of deleted scenes tell me this all the time.) I can see making the case for breaking up The Lord Of The Rings, but that's an epic story that can't be told in a traditional movie length. Kill Bill is a revenge, kung-fu picture. It doesn't need to spend that much time telling the story. It could have been trimmed down without effecting the story or style.

I'll see the second part when is comes out in February. But, I will always wonder what could have been if a little self-restraint was used.

...oh, yeah, Intolerable Cruelty sucks, and School of Rock is funny.