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What's good with Robert Rodriguez is that he plays the game in the series B thoroughly. The director has never sucked (yet?) To do anything other than the Series B, Series B bloody good, sexy and stylish. When it gives itself completely in that spirit that is the best. From Dusk Till Dawn, Sin City , Planet Terror illustrations are perfect. Machete , alleging that fake trailer had turned to Grindhouse - the U.S. version of Planet Terror and Death Proof a double film interspersed with fake trailers tempting - perpetuates the performance of Rodriguez in the genre.

And what I love more than anything from Rodriguez is that he will look for players who have the mouth of employment, regardless of their status in Hollywood. He went looking for Mickey Rourke Sin City , Jeff Fahey and Michael Biehn in Planet Terror ... To Machete , he made even more strong. He picked up Steven Seagal. Yes, that Steven Seagal, the one and only. The former glory of the cinema's legendary action set of arms. Whoever carton with Nico and Trap High seas and has since become a king, nay, an emperor of nanar two balls for video stores. Like all stars of action movies of the 80s and 90s, Seagal went into disrepair and was shelved. More room for that kind of guy in American cinema. Ring too ', too redneck, too macho, too ridiculous. But that Robert Rodriguez does not care. Seagal has a mouth, a middle and a past that can feed a character perfectly.

While Rodriguez has made the great villain of Seagal Machete his delirium that transforms the series B. He has even given the opportunity to lead his old friend and cousin Danny Trejo, one of the most chiseled Tronches American film, which rarely misses a film by Rodriguez and is thus propelled headliner. Machete is a former Mexican cop whose family was killed by Torrez, a local drug lord who left our hero to death. Three years later, Machete is an illegal immigrant in Texas, and while a low profile, he will have to again fight against crime and corruption (and incidentally calm these sexy damsels who throw themselves at him strangely). A fight that will again put on the path of Torres ... and you guessed it, Torrez is our dear Steven. He has aged rather poorly, encased in his shirts and hinting at a figure well rounded. But with that Mexican accent dropping "pendejo" and "cabron" anything goes, with the stature of bad guy who keeps everyone in his boot, and with a few well-chosen saber, he takes his role to perfection, and is great fun to see the film and haunting, as the first second degree.

It is not the only surprise guest of the festival with Lindsay Lohan with her charms between courses and a Don Johnson completely unrecognizable and also imperial bastard. They blend perfectly into a festival of jubilation, a string of beheadings, stoning, crucifixion whose enjoyment is matched only replicas uninhibited erupting. The climax of this festival of aftershocks that are killing the already famous "Machete do not text! . Glory to Robert Rodriguez and his love of cinema snack!