Machete

So I got to go to the Machete premiere tonight and had a great deal of fun people watching before the show.  Austin doesn't do red carpets quite like most places: there were as many people in ripped t-shirts as gowns, and judging by the pictures from Venice, Robert Rodriguez hasn't changed his clothes in 48 hours.  But he did make a point of going out of his way to shake the hand of my favorite usher at the Paramount, an 83 year old lady with a cane who doesn't take any guff from anyone, so he gets full credit for that.

I never go to a Rodriguez film expecting deep social commentary or anything: I want shit to blow up and gore and for each character to be more bad ass than the last.  And you get that.  But one of the things I do love about him is that in a movie with more casual female nudity than has been seen on screen since... well, Sin City, probably - it also passes the Bechdel test with flying colors.  Every character Rodriguez writes is something of a cartoon, but his women kick just as much ass as his men do

Still not sure what was up with Lindsey Lohan's character though.

Oh, and when la revolucion comes, it's going to be a procession of low riders.  I so wish I had been in town to watch them film *that* sequence.