Pulp Fiction
This was the first Tarantino movie I had seen. Sure, I had seen movies and telly-shows with Tarantino as guest-director, but this was his movie. He wrote it, he directed it, he even acted in it.
It was somehow wierd, for Hollywood flick. Sure, there were lots of graphic, heavy violence. But where you normally in Hollywood flicks got these action packed chapters that last for minutes, Tarantino makes the violence fast - lots of talking, anger builds, shot in the head (or in the gut, as you will), and its over. And then the camera scrolls over the wounds.
Somehow, the music was so well chosen. When Surf Rider (the last song) starts playing, and Travolta and Jackson walk to the diner door, put the guns inside their pants and walk out, and the text starts to scroll... its so cool. Even though both had ridiculous hairstyles. Were those guys SERIOUS with them?
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