Here in New York, it costs $11 to see a film, and when you're shelling out this kind of dough, you want to know that the experience is going to be worth it, either in entertainment or artfulness. It's rare, I find, that one achieves this level of satisfaction; even though the film cost a hundred mill to make, somehow we only expect a mere eleven bucks of thrills. That bar has officially been raised with GRINDHOUSE. Boasting scream-worthy plots that boast characters as baldly stereotypical as any you're likely to see in a B- or C-level movie, the double feature of films by Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino is worth at least $15.00. (Although I'm fine paying $11, thanks)