"The venom of a black mamba can kill a human in four hours, if, say, bitten on the ankle or the thumb. However, a bite to the face or torso can bring death from paralysis within 20 minutes. Now, you should listen to this, 'cause this concerns you. The amount of venom that can be delivered from a single bite can be gargantuan. You know, I've always liked that word...”gargantuan"... so rarely have an opportunity to use it in a sentence. If not treated quickly with anti-venom, 10 to 15 milligrams can be fatal to human beings. However, the black mamba can deliver as much as 100 to 400 milligrams of venom from a single bite."
"Now in these last agonizing minutes of life you have left, let me answer the question you asked earlier more thoroughly. Right at this moment, the biggest "R" I feel is Regret. Regret that maybe the greatest warrior I have ever known, met her end at the hands of a bushwhackin, scrub, alky piece of shit like you. That woman deserved better."
Kill Bill: Volume 2 (2004)
Not until I went through this scene frame by frame for this did I notice how wittily it's constructed, editing-wise. These are some fantastic shots that play off of each other really well - that whole upside-down conversation between Elle and Budd is hysterical; the shot of the snake slithering towards the Coors box, too. But this is Tarantino we're talking about here, and while he might get all the praise for his snappy scripts - and that certainly plays its part here - I think we saw with that rash of Tarantino-imitators that flooded the market back in the late 90's that, if you don't have a visual artist like Quentin behind the camera, a lot of tough-guy-'tude can add up to a whole lotta not much. His films are beautiful creations, visually alive and playful even during - hell, I should say especially during - these moments of ugliness.
It's also a testament to Daryl Hannah's incredible performance as Elle Driver here that, when I'm supposed to be paying attention to Michael Madsen's Budd writhing on the floor dying for this post, really I just kept wanting to take screen-grabs of her. That's not meant as any offense to Madsen - there's only so much you can do with paralysis, ya know - but this scene goes on for a very, very long time, and QT and DH keep it's juices flowing pretty lively, I'd say.
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