BOMB QUEEN: Grindhouse? Yeah, finally a movie with enough blood for my wicked sensibilities. All these emo movies with super heroes and lame villains need to take notice. I laughed out loud when the little kid killed himself. Now that’s quality!

ROB REILLY: I’d like to think of it as a Mini Wheats commercial: The kid in me loves the possibility of boobies and over the top violence. The adult in me loves the fact that Tarantino is finally putting out another great homage and genre piece. This movie is gonna kick ass and put 300 to shame.

CODE: I didn’t see it. I deal with that kind of blood and gore all the time in New Hope City. I went to see “Blades Of Glory.” After a day of fighting evil, I needed a laugh.

SKRAP: This movie looks bananas!! I’m a fan of both these directors, looks like I’ll be sneaking into the theatres this week.

SNAKE: Let me get ‘dis straight — you expected me to sit through a 3-hour, hard R gorefest on the holiest of holy weekends, and it ain’t directed by Mel Gibson?

LOU: You know what I love about Easter? Cadburry Cream Eggs. You know, they only come out at this time of year. I like the mystery of reaching into the box for that one perfect still-wrapped, not-cracked chocolatey egg, and…

SNAKE: Lou… what about the movie?

LOU: Oh, I saw Wild Hogs again.

SNAKE: Of course you did.

LOU: That Tim Allen… I hope he gets nominated.