5. Whatever The Hell Happened In Planet Terror's Missing Reel - Grindhouse
If you've seen it, you'll know what I'm talking about. The bastard child of Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino, Grindhouse attempted to emulate the whole shlocky, scuzzy exploitation genres of the 1970s, right down to the tattered aesthetic. The film ran as if it was being played in an ill-reputed filmhouse of the era, right down to the faux-damaged film touches. Yet the most obvious attempt at affecting a 1970s theater came in the middle of Planet Terror, when the reel dropped out halfway through what was gearing up to be an erotic sex scene. When the imaginary projectionist sorts the 'problem,' the shack where the main cast are hiding from the zombies is on fire, and everyone looks completely awestruck by our badass male protagonist and his unseen deeds. I don't come to the movies to see the equivalent of a cinematic peep-show, but the sheer audacity of cutting off the movie half-way through a smut scene must be praised, if only for the confusion it set upon the dirty mac brigade. Yet really, it wasn't the sex scene I was interested in it was whatever the hell Freddy Rodriguez's El Wray did to warrant such adulation, and why the hell their establishment is on fire. The problem here is that like I said in the intro, occasionally the imagination really does trump the reality. I've no doubt that whatever Robert Rodriguez pictured happening during the 'intermission' was nothing short of insane, but quite frankly, I'm content to dream on. After all, that fire might've just been caused by a gas-leak. The fact we simply don't know what sort of 70s-influenced insanity went on in that hut, and unlike most of the other entries on this list, I'd prefer not to know. But still, it doesn't mean I can't imagine it.