I never finished Pulp Fiction — I’ve only seen the first third. And I have to admit that I prefer Tarantino’s very first attempt, because that one had more raw in it. And of course, it was shorter.
I’m not a fan of visible violence in film (I’m ridiculously easy to scare), but sometimes the things you don’t like are served in such a way that you just can’t help but to adore it. Reservoir Dogs was so fresh, unique, exciting — and the fact that lots and lots of blood was used as a tool for that doesn’t take anything away.
What’s happening is a bit difficult to grasp at the beginning. We get a hilarious scene where we learn about the men who are about to entertain us for the next hour and a half. And then there’s a lot of panic, a lot of screaming, there’s a seriously injured guy on the back seat. What the hell happened?
Characters are re-introduced to us as they meet at a warehouse in the perfect pace, but now something’s changed. The trust has disappeared. WHY DOESN’T ANYONE CARE ABOUT MR. ORANGE? And yet it’s hilarious. Quickly, it gets dangerous as Mr. Blonde arrives. He’s got the coolest name and the coolest line in the film.
“Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite?”
A lot of crazy stuff happens, and the more we learn about these misters in suits, the crazier it gets. The events are often non-linear and placed perfectly. By the time The End rolls in, my heart is still in overdrive from the gasoline scene, I think it’s all hilarious and I’m throwing my fist in the air, because I knew who the bad guy was.
I’ve always been afraid to call myself a Tarantino fan. I’ve only seen the Kill Bills years ago without really concentrating, I’ve confused Inglorious Basterds with Men Who Stare at Goats twice and don’t even get me started on the lesser-known flicks. But after seeing where he comes from, seeing what was the film like with which he carved his name into “directors to remember” list, I can say, without a doubt, that I love this man’s style. From the very beginning.
Only now, after having seen the film, I realise how awesome the minimalist poster I chose for Reservoir Dogs when putting together my Blind Spot list is. Isn’t it?
But speaking of great posters — I recently changed host families and felt really, really sad the first night in the new family, even though I’d been very eager to change. Before going to bed that first night, I decided I’ll enjoy living there just as much or even more, no matter what I have to do. And I closed the bedroom door and saw the poster on the right hanging on it, and knew it was all gonna be alright.