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...thesis. One of the major virtues of a senior thesis, I think, is that it distracts you from the fact that you’re almost done with college. In my youth, whenever I was struck by a foot cramp, my father would tell me to pinch my lip. Although this seems counterproductive and potentially masochistic, the trick works: The lip pain distracts you from the foot pain. The thesis process works in the same way: the immediate pain of the thesis distracts you from the deeper and less-easily-resolved pain of graduation. But perhaps I was too busy...
...true British national interest," he endorsed the idea after all. The normally dour Conservative leader, Michael Howard, was gleeful as he mocked Blair's pirouette during a House of Commons debate. "Six months ago, the Prime Minister stood before his party conference and said, with all the lip-quivering intensity for which he has become famous, 'I can only go one way. I've not got a reverse gear.' Today we could hear the gears grinding," he scoffed, to discomfort from the Labour benches and guffaws from his own. But for Blair, Britain and the E.U., the referendum...
Surely most moviegoers will reject this lip thesis in favor of the fairly blatant kung fu theme which runs through—and, admittedly, uplifts—both volumes of Kill Bill. And certainly Tarantino has created a mildly epic tribute to his favored genre, pulling whole swaths of material from a host of films, most notably Five Fingers of Death. (The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly is also clearly an inspiration for a few specific shots.) But seen as the kung fu cowboy, Tarantino’s films always seem to fall flat with the suspicion that...
...vapid (and very cool) Vol. 1, which should never have existed as a separate film. The commercial logistics of a four-hour movie aside, Kill Bill would have worked best as a single entity, the second half imbuing the first with a certain weight. Indeed, Tarantino’s lip fetish is itself enough to empower Vol. 2 with far more powerful scenes than Vol. 1: when a tied-up Beatrix must wrap her lips around a flashlight, the degrading image is worth more than any moment in the first volume. Here Tarantino employs the same technique as in Reservoir...
...just lip service...