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Quentin
Tarantino's "Pulp Fiction" is the quintessential
example of great movie making, assorted using various constructive
techniques that elevate the film to the highest possible
level, stretching the boundaries and pushing upwards. Like
all great directors, Q.T. lets the film and its subsidiaries
stand on their own. A lesser director might employ cheap
gimmicks and plot devices to move the story onwards at a
brisk pace, but "Pulp Fiction" is a dark action,
comedy, and/or drama that clocks in at two hours and thirty-four
minutes. And not a single minute is wasted on material we
think could have been shortened or cut. It's one of those
rare motion pictures that leaves you wanting more, which
only welcomes another immediate viewing to let everything
sink in a second, third, or even fourth time.
There are essentially three stories in "Pulp Fiction,"
intertwined between one another. It opens with Honey Bunny
(Amanda Plummer) and her boyfriend (Tim Roth) hatching a
plan to rob a restaurant. By their reasoning, no one ever
bothers with restaurants, just banks, so why not take advantage
of them "with their pants down"? The stick-up
proceeds, which is when the famous titles roar forward and
we find ourselves following Jules and Vincent, who work
for Marsellus, who has paid championship boxer Butch (Bruce
Willis) to fall in his upcoming match. But, Butch has a
better plan: Bet loads of money on himself, beat the other
guy to a bloody pulp, and run away with his money. He almost
gets away with it when he accidentally crosses paths with
Marsellus once more, resulting in a rape scene to rival
that in "Deliverance."
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