Directed by: Quentin Tarantino
Produced by: Lawrence Bender
Written by: Quentin Tarantino
Story by: Quentin Tarantino; Roger Avary
Starring: John Travolta; Samuel L. Jackson; Uma Thurman; Harvey Keitel; Tim Roth; Amanda Plummer; Maria de Medeiros; Ving Rhames; Eric Stoltz; Rosanna Arquette; Christopher Walken; Bruce Willis
Cinematography: Andrzej Sekula
Edited by: Sally Menke
Running time: 154 minutes
Genre: Neo-Noir Crime Black Comedy
Seeran Review: படம் பார்த்து முடித்தவுடன், சாவது என்னவோ பால் பாயசம் சாப்பிட போவது போல் இருக்கிறது. இந்த உணர்ச்சிக்கு வசனம் உதவியது எனினும், திரைக்கதைதான் காரணம். கதையின் உச்சக்கட்டம், நிகழ் காலமும் அல்ல எதிர்காலமும் அல்ல கடந்தகாலம்.
Few enjoyable moments – ‘we should have fucking shot guns’. Cool they talk before killing – foot massage; ‘7.22 in the a.m.’ ‘No it ain’t the quite time yet. Come on lets hang back’. ‘Come on let’s get into character’ ‘Ability doesn’t last’ ‘Motherfuckers who thought that their ass would age like wine’ ‘Fuck pride. Pride only hurts, it never helps’ ‘it’s as if it turns every part of your body into the tip of a penis’ ‘helps fillatio’ We reserved a car…. ‘That’s when you know you found somebody really special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably share silence’ ‘Because… being loyal is very important’ ‘If you are all right, then say something, something’.
Hiding the watch in the ass! Reminded of ‘The Interview (2014)’ ‘I tell you what now between me and you’ ‘God came down from Heaven and stopped these motherfucking bullets’ ‘Because you are a character. Doesn’t mean that you have character’.
Roger Ebert of the Chicago Sun-Times described it as “so well-written in a scruffy, fanzine way that you want to rub noses in it—the noses of those zombie writers who take ‘screenwriting’ classes that teach them the formulas for ‘hit films.
In Britain, James Wood, writing in The Guardian, set the tone for much subsequent criticism: “Tarantino represents the final triumph of postmodernism, which is to empty the artwork of all content, thus avoiding its capacity to do anything except helplessly represent our agonies…. Only in this age could a writer as talented as Tarantino produce artworks so vacuous, so entirely stripped of any politics, metaphysics, or moral interest.
In this case my opinion is just enjoy the film. These films proves the large gap between real life and virtue.
Further Reading: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pulp_Fiction