Movie #62 Pulp Fiction
(1994, US, d. Quentin Tarantino)
Understanding Tarantino’s films in a way is just to understand his influences. Don’t get me wrong: He doesn’t just like a few films. Tarantino, like Scorcese, is hailed as being a true cineaste, immersing himself in any film he can get his hands on. One of the most self-reflexive and self-referential and post-modern films ever made, Pulp Fiction is a beautiful pastiche of homages and pop-culture references set against the backdrop of Americana dreams in a black comedy crime endeavor. And if you haven’t seen it, you’re missing out. It’s mostly ruled by its eclectic and strangely interesting dialogue that seems non-sensical or irrelevant at first but slowly finds a way to delve into characters’ perspectives on life and their place in the world. It’s violent, hilarious, creepy, exhilirating, and makes you just aspire to be a general bad-ass.