Uma Thurman plays The Bride (Black Mamba) who is betrayed at her wedding by Bill (David Carradine - but not seen, presume you need to see Part 2), her gang leader. After waking from a coma after 4 years, The Bride, a martial arts expert, seeks bloody, slashy revenge.

"It reminded me of that bit in Monty Python's Holy Grail when the blood squirts out of the arm during that fight..."

"I knew blondes had more fun, I now know blondes kick more ass!"

"In honour of this movie I have given up Blonde Jokes."

"Where can I buy Kaboom cereal?"

"Pussy Wagon. Pussy Wagon. Pussy Wagon. So good I said it thrice!"

The Bride makes it to the end (i.e. the middle) of the movie, killing four of her targets. We find out, in the last scene, that the daughter she was carrying when she was attacked is still alive... Kill Bill Part 2 out April 2004...

From the first sight of that 'Feature Presentation' jingle at the start, I knew this movie would be something of the most profound differentness. Oh me oh my! I have never been more not wrong! This movie made me feel like a Cheshire cat having drunk all the cream and not feeling even slightly nauseous afterwards - that is the highest dairy products based compliment I can think of at present, and tis well deserved.

As we all know, Quentin is a movie buffs movie buff and, when you watch his movies, you instinctively know you are in the hands of a master. Don't get me wrong, dear reader: Quentin is not someone I would like to be trapped in an elevator with - I have a feeling he could out-geek the best of them. His movies, however, are something else entirely. I would go as far to say that, if I were trapped in an elevator with this movie on it would be a joy to await my fate.

But on the negative side, this is a very violent film and whilst it is undoubtedly visually stunning it ultimately gives me a feeling of profound sadness that it has all come down to this...