Death Proof is a horror-comedy set in 2007 - but seemingly filmed in the 1970s, about a murderous, misogynist stunt driver who uses his 'deathproof' car to maim unsuspecting groups of women.

Kurt Russell stars as Stuntman Mike in Tarantino's latest foray into cult film making, and fits the role of the psycho killer to a T.

The plot - if you can call it that - follows Stuntman Mike as he subjects attractive women (in a Tarrantino film, they'd hardly be ugly would they?) to terrifying ordeals.

The first half of the film spends nearly an hour building up to the first deadly ordeal for a grooup of girls who engage in Tarrantino's trademark chat scenes- think Pulp Fiction's 'Royale with cheese.'

After the carnage of the first half - and I call it that because the film clearly comes in two halves and isn't all that well put together - we are treated to a second bunch of girls who we pressume will become Stuntman Mike's next victims.

Only this time, two of the girls are also stuntdrivers who are keen to get their revenge on Mike.

Apart from the incredibly slow start, that serves more to annoy and confuse than build tension, this is possibly the best Tarrantino action film to date.

It has dismembered limbs, it has an insane plot that could come from none other than the legend himself, and it leaves you with more than a slight feeling like you're glad you aren't friends with Stuntman Mike.

The head-on car crash is a breathtaking watch-behind-your-hands gore-fest, that is so good to watch (in a creepy way) I defy anyone not to admire the sheer level of horrow when we get to see it no less than four times, from different angles and in slow motion.

As with all Tarrantino films, he features somewhere in the story, this time as odd bar owner Warren - no purpose at all, expect for him to get his name twice in the credits I imagine.

There are editing jumps and scratches on the film to give it the real 1970s feel, and then it cuts to black and white for ten minutes for reasons I can't fathom.

On first viewing this film is strange and disturbing, but on reflection it really is a great film that will rank as highly as Pulp Fiction and Reservoir Dogs given time.

Gruesome and terrifying, but on the ride back from the cinema, I'm sure I wasn't the only one that wanted to drive like a maniac.