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There's a Benihana commercial currently airing on television that's obviously inspired by the movie Kill Bill.

A white Uma Thurman-esque woman fights a sword-wielding Asian dude, complete with flips and rips through rice paper screens, while an imitation of the instrumental heard when Lucy Liu and her gang do the Reservoir Dogs walk into the restaurant plays.

We then find out that this is all the fantasy of a woman eating at Benihana with her son.

I don't get it.

Is the food at Benihana supposed to be so good that we'll fantasize about fighting the chef at our table?

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