The first Kill Bill movie left me kind of cold.
The second one blew me away though.
It’s an absolute humdinger.
Let’s pick up the action.
The Bride (Uma Thurman) continues to carve through the ranks of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad, exacting revenge for the massacre they carried out at her wedding.
But, an outfit like this isn’t gonna just roll over.
And soon enough her plans go awry.
Ambushed, blasted with rock salt and sedated she’s sealed in a coffin and buried alive.
Only to save herself with a martial arts technique, breaking out and clawing her way to the surface.
Then, after dispatching Daryl Hannah’s one-eyed Elle Driver, she’s able to track down her nemesis (and father of her daughter) Bill.
And ultimately puts paid to him with a super secret death blow – the Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique.
Two sticky situations, two killer moves.
Both taught to her by legendary martial arts master Pai Mei.
Course you do, it’s the best bit of the film.
All beard stroking, zoomy close ups and intense martial arts action.
“Let’s see your Tiger Crane match my Eagle’s Claw”.
Sent to his temple by Bill, the Bride undertakes training under Pei Mai’s watchful gaze.
Getting properly schooled in the process – bashed up, ridiculed and tormented.
Try and land a blow on this guy and he just flies up in the air, stands on your sword AND KICKS YOU IN THE FACE.
Laughing all the while.
No chance grasshopper.
But, she sucks it up and bit by bit, gains his respect, as well as a bunch of kick ass new skills.
Which see her safely through to the end of the movie.
See, here’s the rub…
If you want to get better at something, you have to seek out someone more talented than you.
Throw down your pack, put your dukes up and show ’em what you’ve got.
And it probably ain’t as much as you think.
Recently I had the opportunity to work with a copywriter who I admire.
More experienced than me, more high profile than me, way better than me.
I showed him my Tiger Crane, and it wasn’t as good as I thought…
Sloppy, ill-disciplined and too concerned with applause.
Too much preamble – see what I did there, I like that bit it’s funny.
And not enough substance – the selling. Y’know the money shot.
I used to dread submitting my projects for approval. Biting my nails until they came back covered in metaphorical red pen.
But, I listened and learned and got better.
Taking this feedback on board and applying it as best as I could.
And here I am on the other side. A little battered and bruised, and a lot less cocky for sure.
But, sharper, more focused with a few new tricks up my sleeve.
Try it. It isn’t easy. But the road to improvement never is.