Plot: The lives of two mob hit men, a boxer, a gangster’s wife, and a pair of diner bandits intertwine in four tales of violence and redemption.
I was so dreading watching this. So long, so much love running around for it. Who has time to spend nearly three hours on something and then tell the world that they hated it? Anyway. I finally forced myself to sit down and get this done, because I still need to watch A Good Year as well and in case nobody noticed, its nearly 2016. So. I sat down and for at least the first fifteen minutes I was like “what the effing eff is this?” All I saw was this one weird couple yapping about something and Samuel L. Jackson saying “motherfucker” more times than I could ever possibly wish to count.
Then it got really good really fast. It is incredibly weird and the only plot line I ever established was that Pulp Fiction is a movie about a random day in the life of mobsters. However, the day was really interesting and the characters are intriguing. The music, directing, characters and eloquent dialogue is strange enough to keep you watching, and I guess that is what a movie should be doing. I though Uma Thurman made an amazing Mia Wallace, Samuel L. Jackson was really weird but really good and John Travolta has obviously always had a penchant for strange hairstyles.
Pulp Fiction was much more than I thought it would be – as you’ve guessed by the high rating up there. The dialogue is especially a big attribute to the film – providing insight into these strange underworld characters. The non-linear storyline concludes well in the end and the crossing of these characters’ paths are then very funny to behold.
Pulp Fiction is a great film by all accounts, and a definite recommendation, but only if you actively enjoy strange films.
PS: what the fuck is in that suitcase?!