As the credits were rolling on “Pulp Fiction,” I sat in the theater with popcorn in my lap, and my jaw on the ground. It seriously occurred to me, that this was it. Someone had finally produced the movie to end all movies. It just couldn’t see how it could get any better than this.
Is Kahuna Burger, actually a tasty burger?
In just a couple of hours, Quentin Tarantino, had taken us on a journey through almost every human emotion. He gave us one of the best dance scenes ever. He overdosed us on one-liners. He showed a side of our favorite actors that we had never seen before. Ultimately, he gave us “The Gimp.”
We had to wonder; is that what really happens if someone snorts heroin? Do you have to draw a target on their chest and slam a giant needle into it. Is Kahuna Burger, actually a tasty burger? How long could a pocket watch be up somebody’s backside before it started to decompose.
Tarantino is crass. He’s vulgar and violent. You can’t go very far in any of his movies, before you start feeling a little bit guilty. It is almost as if you owe it to society to turn off the TV. You can’t though, because he’s right. All of those feelings are natural. He exposes us, to the horrible, nasty twisted, Bad MF’ers that we are, but he does it in the kindest, and classiest way.
Right after watching Pulp Fiction, I went out and rented “Reservoir Dogs.” I wanted that same feeling. Like, I had just reached the edge of the universe and peeked over… I didn’t realize I wouldn’t get that fulfillment until, “Dusk til Dawn.”
“Dog’s,” was good. While most people saw violence and brutality, I started to fall for “Q’s,” quirkiness. I believed he actually pissed off Steve Buscemi, by making him play a character named, “Mr. Pink,” and that made me happy. I enjoyed that he toyed with our emotions every chance he got, especially when pistols were being pointed, and ears were being torn off. He taught us first hand, what we had known all along; you can’t trust anyone in this world.
He builds these characters… like giant cartoons right in front of our faces.
I knew it was a vampire movie. Everyone had been talking about it, and I personally watched the previews. Yet, nothing was happening to prove that theory. It was just a flick about two crazy brothers on a trip with a laid back preacher and his kids. Right about the time they walked past Cheech, into the dive bar, I told the girl that I was at the Cinema with, “We must have walked into the wrong movie.”
(Boy, was I ever wrong.)
This one twisted everyone’s mind. It made us revisit reality. We had to question our morals, our sanity and even our Christianity. It made us want to know a little bit more about Selma Hayek. Ultimately, Tarantino showed us just how far he would go, and that he was not at all afraid to self deprecate, to get his point across.
Tarantino is a master of shock and gore. More than that though, he is a master of relationships. He builds these characters that are like giant cartoons in front of our faces and he makes us love them, no matter how evil they are. He makes us picture people getting raped while in a coma. He allows us to feel the pain of breaking through a pine box with our fist, six feet underground. Of having our eye plucked out or watching our mommy get murdered, just minutes after we get off the school bus.
For years I had Elle Driver’s whistle, as my ringtone. I guess I just loved the look on people faces as they recognized it and began to relive the movie. What is more important? Love or revenge ? Or are they the same exact feeling in two different forms.
Tarantino has showed us that he can give us the best film of any genre. He’s great at Westerns, Kung Fu, Vampires, Zombies, Crime Fiction, Serial Killers and he even changed the way we perceive Adolf Hitler and Brad Pitt.
Obviously, the movies didn’t stop after “Pulp Fiction.” I’m very glad. Besides Death Proof, (which in my opinion is complete garbage), Tarantino has continued to shape and mold us into a society, that isn’t so uptight, that we can’t appreciate the horribleness that happens around us on a daily basis.
He gave us Mickey and Mallory.
Ezekiel 25:17. “The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of Darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.”