If you’re my true friend you think that Death Proof is one of the best movies that Quentin Tarantino has ever made. It fulfills and marries his b-movie obsession and feminist agenda so beautifully it made me cry the first time I saw it. Honest to god. It’s close to perfect. I wish Claire Denis had the sense of humor necessary to make it. Shit.

If you saw it, you love Zoe Bell, the stuntwoman star who spends most of the film tied to the hood of car. It’s amazing. She was Uma Thurman’s double in Kill Bill and Tarantino was so impressed by her he wrote her this movie. Again, crying.

Double Dare is about Zoe before she becomes ‘famous’. The climax is when she auditions for Kill Bill. I hope other actors out there find that segment as inspiring as I did because that bitch gets hired for blowing landings gracefully. A lesson to all of us. The other woman in the movie is Wonder Woman’s aging stunt double, Jeannie Epper. For her, this is the family business and for us they may be as close as we get to circus folk in the modern world. Zoe is so tough and awesome and she’s kicking ass in a misogynist business, where Jeannie is feeling the effects of age and the limitations of her gender. The juxtaposition is disturbing and sad. The filmmakers seem to manipulate the two women into spending time together and there are portions that feel rehearsed and weird. Overall though, great watch.

Sidebar: Zoe Bell is cool as hell. I want to get high and maybe make out with her. Seriously, who doesn’t.