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It's nonstop thrills when George Clooney THE PERFECT STORM, THREE KINGS and Quentin Tarantino PULP FICTION star as the Gecko brothers -- two dangerous outlaws on a wild crime spree! After kidnapping a father Harvey Keitel -- U-571 and his two kids including Juliette Lewis -- NATURAL BORN KILLERS, the Geckos head south to a seedy Mexican bar to hide out in safety. But when they face the bar's truly notorious clientele, they're forced to team up with their hostages in order to make it out alive!
From a match made in heaven comes a movie spawned in hell! Young hotshot director Robert Rodriquez El Mariachi, Desperado teamed up with Pulp Fiction auteur Quentin Tarantino offering his services as writer and co-star to make this outrageous, no-holds-barred hybrid of high-octane crime and gruesome horror. QT plays Richard Gecko, a borderline psychopath who breaks his career-criminal brother, Seth George Clooney, out of prison, after which they rob a bank and leave a trail of dead and wounded in their bloody wake. Then they hijack a mobile home driven by a former Baptist minister Harvey Keitel who quit the church after his wife's death and hit the road with his two children played by Juliette Lewis and Ernest Liu. Heading to Mexico with their hostages, the infamous Gecko brothers arrive at the Titty Twister bar to rendezvous for a money drop, but they don't realize that they've just entered the nocturnal lair of a bloodthirsty gang of vampires! With not-so-subtle aplomb, Rodriguez and Tarantino shift into high gear with a nonstop parade of gore, gunfire, and pointy-fanged mayhem featuring Salma Hayek as a snake-charming dancer whose bite is much worse than her bark. If you're a fan of Tarantino's lyrical dialogue and pop-cultural wit, you'll have fun with the road-movie half of this supernatural horror-comedy, but if your taste runs more to exploding heads and eyeballs, sloppy entrails and morphing monsters, the second half provides a connoisseur's feast of gross-out excess. Bon appétit! --Jeff Shannon