kill bill part one

My 5 Favorite Movies

As payment for the lovely Patreon contribution of Alice, I agreed to provide a list of my top 5 favorite movies (horror or not) and whatever film quotes I remember that I love. So, here we are:

5.  Kill Bill (Yes, Both Parts)

Any real fan of Quentin Tarantino knows that Kill Bill is not two movies–it is one movie, split into parts because that’s how the studio wanted to deliver it. Don’t say you don’t like part two as much as part one; Kill Bill is one movie. 

Why is this on my list? To tell you the truth, it doesn’t really seem to make sense considering who I am and what I do… except that it 100% is a Nick Nocturne kind of film.

There are no major psychological mystery elements, there’s no major abstract symbolism to decode or puzzle to break, and while the story of Kill Bill is horrifying, it’s not strictly horror.

And yet, Kill Bill is extremely valuable to me. So much so that I have the physical DVD copies of both parts and my own Hanzo sword replica, given to me during a past Christmas from someone who knew me better than I had realized up until that point.

Quentin Tarantino is a role model for me and anyone who believes in the Night Mind mission statement. An independent creator who taught himself, did his own work, and fought his way into the industry on his own terms making original work that challenged the field and broke the mold, Quentin Tarantino is revered for a very good reason. He told us unique, engaging stories that spoke to him and never bowed to the entertainment field’s requests to make “more of what sold last summer.” 

Kill Bill is probably the bravest, boldest movie Quentin Tarantino could have ever made before Django Unchained, and I don’t think anyone else could have ever gotten away with doing this. Outrageously violent, over-the-top action sequences, and oozing with charisma that’s equally cool and absurd, this world doesn’t follow cinema rules of the time it came out. Kill Bill stands alone, much like The Bride herself, and it takes no prisoners.

And the story? That awesome story! You cannot get a more badass, engaging revenge tale than the bloody path of The Bride. And let’s face it: you never, ever imagined a movie involving a woman punching her way out of a coffin, did you? And you probably never expected to enjoy seeing that as much as you did.

4 - Trick ‘r Treat

Let’s get something straight here, mmkay?

Michael Dougherty is brilliant and cannot make a bad movie.

Trick ‘r Treat is one of the best Halloween movies I’ve ever seen. I love it so much, it shares the same treatment I gave Kill Bill–I have the DVD, and I bought a Sam Hain Pop Vinyl figure. If I can get more Sam stuff while browsing geek merchandise stores, I absolutely will.

A short story collection horror movie on Halloween that feels like Halloween and celebrates a bunch of different Halloween monster and horror characters and situations is so valuable. I enjoy every aspect of this movie, and it just keeps surprising you. It’s fresh, it’s exciting, it’s fun, it’s disturbing, and it just brings so many different pieces of what Halloween is for people into one film. And like Quentin Tarantino, Michael Dougherty kind of had to fight his way into the field, too. 

Trick ‘r Treat began its life as an animated short film by Micahel Dougherty in 1996 called “Season’s Greetings.” It was a traditional animation by the actual director and writer! And he had to hold onto his idea for about ten years before he could make it. The film was was originally intended for wide release in theaters in October of 2007, but got pushed off the theatrical release plans for that year and sat in limbo. Trick ‘r Treat was only given screenings at festivals after this and, after buzz was created on the festival circuit, it was given a DVD & Blu-Ray release in 2009. 

Michael Dougherty waited about ten years to make his idea into the movie. And then it took another two years for a wide audience to actually see it.

But now, Dougherty’s having the last laugh—Trick ‘r Treat is a cult classic with so much love and merchandising success behind it that he was given the power to make Krampus, a movie I gave my first glowing review for on the channel last year. I even bought the DVD this year and watched it again on December 23rd.

3- The Matrix

The Matrix was the first film I ever saw that really opened up my mind and shocked me with ideas and imagination. It’s not just a sci-fi action movie, it’s a classic and potent revelation film.

The entire idea of the Matrix is shocking, startling, and so enticing to explore. Conspiracies, secret societies, breaking cages around the mind built by the world–this movie will do so much for you.

Again, you can make jokes about my reverence for his movie like you might with my respect for the quotes of Tyler Durden, but movies like The Matrix become huge success stories and stay in the public consciousness for years for major reasons. This is a movie that opens up your mind to see so much more than meets the eye and really think about a lot of things.

2 - The Wall (Pink Floyd)

The greatest tragedy of Pink Floyd’s “The Wall” is that not many people know this movie exists. Before I found David Lynch, before I found Donnie Darko, before all of other movies I can call Night Mind material, there was The Wall.

I can never properly express how much love I have for the entire creation of Pink Floyd’s The Wall. The album, the movie, the concert, the concept… this is a piece of my heart.

You want to talk about an abstract, surrealist art film that gets under your skin and generates a form of empathy you’ve never felt? This movie will do that. It’s tough for people who can’t even fully get into David Lynch’s more accessible stuff, but for those who know how to walk through the weird side of film, this movie will do incredible things to you.

Taken entirely from the perspective of a rock star character named Pink Floyd, we explore the inner thoughts, feelings, and guarded memories in the brain of a superstar musician who stumbled his way into fame after a life of suffering, loneliness, and disconnection with human beings. If you ever wanted to dive headfirst into the psyche of a troubled celebrity with a major artistic bend, this is your chance. And it is, of course, all set to the awesome music of the classic concept album.

If I were going to hand you guys an official Night Mind challenge, it would be tackling The Wall and coming back to explain it to me. If I’ve managed to teach you guys anything at all through my investigation methods and explanations, you’ll be able to show me the result by interpreting this masterpiece.

1- Mulholland Drive

How did I react after watching Mulholland Drive for the first time?

I did something I never do after watching a movie:

I thought to myself, very seriously, “I think I finally watched a perfect movie.”

And that feeling has never left me.

Mulholland Drive is the most accessible David Lynch property besides Twin Peaks. If you watch it, you’ll understand it, even if you don’t fully get it. If you pay attention watching the movie and feel what’s coming across, even if you have no idea what the ending actually was or what it meant, you’ll still understand perfectly what it’s trying to convey, and that’s a flawless victory for a David Lynch piece.

I’ll warn you now: if you watch this movie, it’s going to hurt you. It will do things to you that you don’t expect. Watch it alone if you can, and watch it entirely, seriously, with full focus and an isolated atmosphere. Don’t let anything get in the way of your experience or interrupt your viewing.

Like The Wall, this is a Night Mind challenge movie. And like The Wall, it’s not an emotionally or mentally easy piece to experience. But if you want to inject art straight into your brain and give yourself emotional heart palpitations, this is the film for you.

And yes, it’s a puzzlebox, because it is a David Lynch piece. But even without putting all the pieces together, you’ll see enough of the picture to feel the weight of what it represents. 

If you’re a crying kind of person when it comes to certain movies, then get the tissues ready and a pillow. Hold on tight.

Mulholland Drive is an important film–one of the most important films I’ve ever seen. And after seeing Eraserhead as my introduction to David Lynch, which pissed me off entirely and made me think Lynch was just some overly artsy hack, Mulholland Drive made me fall in love with the man’s brain and revere him.

Hate and laughter against a director to love and ultimate respect in a single movie–that’s the power of Mulholland Drive.


And those are my top five! I have a lot more movies I love and respect, but these are the ones I feel deserve to be shared and given their positions here.

And… wow, I’m seriously bad at thinking of quotes. I’m sorry, haha. Hope the list suffices!

Breaking Out (Part 2/2-Final) (Pietro Maximoff/Tony Stark x reader)

Request: Ahhh I’m so happy I didn’t miss the requests being opened!!! :’D Okay so I decided to watch both parts of Kill Bill today because it’s one of my all time favorite movies and got the idea for this request. lol Could you write a Tony/daughter!reader where she was captured by HYDRA and once her memories come back, Tony sees that she’s become a total badass with a katana and he’s just really awestruck and a little scared as they fight their way out? Thank you and love your blog! 💕

Part 1

Pietro had been running for hours, for days, for months; it didn’t matter.  He would run until he found you, no matter how long it took.  He didn’t care what Tony screamed at him every day when his search turned up with nothing, or how tired his body had become, he would continue until he saw your face again and until your fingers were intertwined with his again as they were the last time he was with you.

“Pietro, you’re looking thin.  When was the last time you stopped to eat?  Do you even sleep anymore?”  Wanda asked worriedly, sitting across from him in the conference room as they waited for the rest of the team to arrive.

His frenetic energy coursed through him, anxious to get the meeting done and to get back to his search.  Pietro knew he could cover so much more ground on his own than with the team, and he wanted nothing to do with the Captain and Tony’s plans.  “I’ll worry about that later.  I can’t think about that right now.”  He began to wring his hands and nervously tap his foot on the floor, “can we get this done, already?  Where is everyone?”

“Calm down, they’re right there.”

Pietro straightened and watched as each of his teammates took their seats around the table, his eyes fixed on Tony, waiting for the familiar glare to be returned his way, but it never came.  Tony looked exhausted, more than usual, and now he wondered if your dad was starting to give up, though he would never really believe it could happen.

“Good morning, everyone,” Steve announced, gathering the group’s attention.  “About an hour ago we were called in to do a rescue,” he paused, loading the mission details on everyone’s tablets, “details are in front of you, and we fly in an hour.”

“I can’t be a part of this,” Pietro interrupted, “I have too much ground to cover today.”

Steve sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, “I’m sorry, Maximoff, but these are our orders.”

“Well, I’m not interested in orders, Captain.”

“We all know how hard you’re working to find (Y/N), but that can’t distract you from the job we have to do.”  Steve’s gaze shifted from Pietro to Tony with a cautious look, “we all want to find her.  But it’s been three months and we need to remember that we have these commitments.”

“Actually, Cap, I think I agree with him,” Tony said quietly but with an air of authority, “I’m not exactly interested in this either.” He tossed the tablet to the table with a resounding thump, “if my head isn’t in the game, then I should sit out.”

Pietro’s eyes brightened and his head turned to look at Tony, “perhaps…we could work together?  I have a strong lead for today.”

Stark shifted in his seat slightly, appearing uncomfortable, but when he thought about it he realized that it would be better to work together, since neither of you had made any headway alone.  “Sure, Speedy, I’m in.”

“Hold on, I don’t think I remember saying that you two were exempt,” Steve huffed.  “Did anyone hear me say that?”  He looked around the table at each of your teammates, challenging them to speak up against him.  “Anyone?”

Natasha cleared her throat and raised her hand slightly, putting on her most convincing expression, “actually, Steve, I think I might have heard you.”  She knew that if the opportunity for the two men to work together had happened, then it would be in your best interests to allow them to do it.  Being two Avengers rather than one would be a benefit in itself, but having your father and the man who loved you working together was rare to say the least.  Suddenly, other voices began to join hers.

“Yeah, now that you mention it, Nat, I think I heard him too.”

“Definitely heard something.”

“Cap, that’s really generous of you.

Steve couldn’t believe what he was hearing as each member of his own team gathered with the next to gang up against him.  “Insubordinates,” he mumbled, slamming his belongings together in a huff.  “Fine. Just fine.  I guess I’ll just go and re-write the entire plan.  Being the Captain apparently means nothing around here…” he trailed off as he stormed through the door.  

A small chuckle worked its way around the room as the team stood to prepare for the mission, each of them pausing to give small words of support to both Pietro and Tony.  Once they had all gone, the two men looked at each other and held their gaze for a moment, neither of them speaking up first, until their words spilled out together.

“Mr. Stark-“

“Ok, listen-“

They each paused again, waiting for the other to speak.  “Mr. Stark,” Pietro began and waited, making sure he was clear to talk, “I think I have a firm lead that I haven’t explored yet. But it’s far from here, and I can run, but if you’re joining me…”

“Don’t worry, kid.  I can meet you there with a jet.”

“You’re seriously going to make me run?”

A weak smile crossed Tony’s lips, but his eyes showed no humor, “hey, you’re the one who lost her.  I don’t feel like I owe you anything.”

Pietro’s shoulders slumped in defeat and acceptance of the words that reflected what he was already feeling, and had felt since the moment you were taken; it was all his fault, and it was up to him to make it right. “Yes, I understand, Mr. Stark.  I agree.”

“Damn, kid, I was joking,” he finally broke, “I might be pissed at you, but that’s just cold.”  Tony stood and made his way to the door, pausing to turn back before exiting, “suit up and meet me in the hangar.  Ten minutes.”


It was taking longer than you expected for your heart rate to slow, your breaths finally becoming regular and unrestricted.  You looked down at the weapon you held in your hand, covered in blood from a source that you couldn’t remember.  A quiet, choking cough began to build from behind you; turning slowly, your eyes fixed on a man who wasn’t fortunate enough to die during your first strike.  Flipping your katana over in your hand, you took a deep breath and made your way to him, pangs of regret growing stronger with each step closer that you came.


“It sure seems awfully quiet, don’t you think?”  Tony asked, peering out the jet window as he began the descent to land.  “I don’t know, Speedy, I’m not getting much for life signs down there,” he paused, tapping the screen as if it were malfunctioning, “maybe a couple, but nothing definitive.”

“Maybe my lead was wrong?”

“We can still check it out…oh, wait…hold on!” Tony yelled when he spotted a small missile heading for the jet, not sure if he had time to evade it.  “I think someone must be home!”

The jet rocked back and forth, but he was able to quickly steady it, though apprehensive about his approach now.  Tony glanced at Pietro a few times, his eyes nervous but his expression holding steady; his fingers began to whiten from the tight grip he held on the controls.  “Hold on, kid.  This is gonna be a little bumpy.”  

Pietro hopped into a seat and strapped himself in, only seconds before he felt the jet sliding across the ground, grinding and scraping the earth until finally coming to a stop against a grove of trees.  Once he felt secure he frantically released himself and opened the jet door while Tony put on his suit.  Before Stark could utter even one word, Pietro was in the wind.

“So much for working together,” he mumbled to himself and took flight behind him.


“(Y/N), stop.  You don’t know what you’re doing.  Clear your mind.”

You stood over the HYDRA agent, watching him beg for his life without a care.  He was one of the men who had trapped you here and experimented on you, making you into a killing machine meant to lead them to the destruction of the Avengers. They had definitely succeeded in making you into a weapon, but it was now a force being used against them.

“No, we aren’t going to do that,” you said flatly, “so you may as well save that air for your final breath.”  You moved to stand over him with a foot on each side of his waist, pressing his wrists to the ground as he looked up at you, his eyes filled with fear and his body trembling so harshly that you could feel it in your own.  You raised your blade up over your head and prepared to fatally plunge it into him.  “Close your eyes,” you commanded, “don’t look at me.”

“(Y/N)?  (Y/N), what are you doing?”

You turned your head towards the new voice, knowing immediately who it was.  “Pietro,” you acknowledged with a small nod, returning your gaze to the man on the floor beneath you, “if you could excuse me for a moment.”

The feeling of metal sliding through muscle and tissue is something you would never become accustomed to, and would never enjoy, but it was necessary.  This man didn’t make as much noise as the others, but he was also higher in rank and was expected to face his death silently.  You felt a strange respect for him in his last moments of commitment to HYDRA. With a deep breath, you bent down to wipe your blade, using the man’s own uniform to clean his blood away.  

“Did you bring dad?”

Pietro couldn’t do anything but stare at you in disbelief, watching a person who was nothing like the one he had lost months ago.  The change from the quiet, shy and adorable you into the assassin in front of him was too much to comprehend.  “Um…yes, he’s here…but (Y/N)…?” he trailed off and waved his hand around the room that held at least a dozen dead bodies, “I don’t understand.”

“It was time for me to go, so I had to make my move when the opportunity arose.”  You stood and secured your katana to the sling on your back and took a few steps towards him.  “Whatever they were doing to keep me in their control wasn’t working anymore.  All of my memories were released; the only thing I could think of was getting home, no matter what I had to do.”

“You’re so different,” he whispered, reaching up to touch your hair, “you even look different to me.”

“Well, HYDRA boot camp can do that to a person.”

Your head snapped towards the door at the sound of Tony’s suit landing just outside.  Running past Pietro, you were outside and in front of him as he stepped out of the suit. His mouth was agape and his eyes wide with a hazy glistening at the sight of you, but he paled as if he were seeing a ghost.  “I’m sorry I’m late,” he gasped.

“I should say so.”

“We’ve been together ten seconds and you’re already giving me a hard time?”

You smiled and leapt forward, throwing your arms around him and into a tight hug.  “What took you so long?” you sighed into his shoulder as he held you, “I was starting to think that you gave up.”

“Are you kidding me?” he whispered, “that would never happen, sweetheart.”  He pulled back from the embrace to look at you, giving your arms a small squeeze when he realized how different they felt from the last time they were wrapped around him.  “Been working out?”

“That’s hilarious.”  

A sound of dried leaves crunching beneath the guard’s shoes closing in behind your father caught your attention; you immediately pulled your weapon from your back and pushed Tony out of the way.  “Be right back,” you huffed and began your assault, struggling only slightly with the assailant’s efforts.  You recognized him as one of the men who trained you in your new fighting style, and even though he could anticipate your moves, you could do the same.

Pietro joined Tony, the two men standing by and watching as you held you own with no need for them to assist.  Their mouths hung open and neither had the capacity to say anything, completely shocked at the new you.  They glanced at each other a few times in wordless conversation and a little hint of fear.  When you finally finished the man and again cleaned your blade on his clothing, you rejoined the pair, only slightly fatigued but in remarkably good spirits considering what you had just done.

“So, fellas,” you said with a smirk, “I’d like to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative.”

This is Not An End-of-Year List (2004/2014 Edition)

If you know me, you know I don’t really care about end-of-year lists. So instead of looking at 2014, I’ve decided to look at 2004. No, I will not be posting a list, I’m just glancing at stuff. There is no list here.

I always find it interesting to see how well a film holds up years later, which I think is the only real judge of quality in filmmaking.

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