What I really like about Quentin Tarantino is that he isn’t the sort of filmmaker who would crawl under the bed with a bottle of Peach Schnapps just because the movie tanked. He’s taking his double feature box office disaster off to Cannes where it’ll be shown seperate from Robert Rodriguez’s narrative. "People who saw it loved it and applauded, but maybe a lot of people just didn’t want to see two movies," he says. Attaboy, Tarantino! Now get thee to Cannes and you shower those pompous douchebags and douchebaguettes with Haterade. Bring Samuel L. Jackson with you to scream at the audience about how they just don’t get good movies and say "motherfu*cker" a whole lot.