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1 July
On this showing, it is less clear what in it caused the clamour for QT, but the story goes that Tony Scott directed Tarantino's screenplay for True Romance (1993), because the latter only had the chance to make one of them, and he chose Dogs : #UCFF thinks Scott's film far superior
Taking shape on #UCFF, a first-blush response to Reservoir Dogs (1992), because - in the vein of the pre-robbery* breakfast-chat about 'Like a Virgin' - one was 'shiny and new', and not then in sole command of cinema-choices... :https://t.co/zDqjUdogL2https://t.co/XyyMuQsv5t— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 3, 2019
Standard for a diamond job - everyone, including the guy who's pulling the strings (paying for the black suits ?), identifiably together in public at the start— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 31, 2019
Instead make unbearably significant that they talk 'pop culture', and not the stuff of Coppola and The Godfather films pic.twitter.com/bbywsVBqqO
Neither film is the equal, or has the class, of Tarantino's Pulp Fiction (1994), and - intentional though the leaden affect may be, intending to heighten parts of the film that are less driven by anecdote or dialogue - Tarantino shows a lack of shooting and compositional style...— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 3, 2019
Tarantino's interior has far less intrinsic interest than Wheatley's, but quietly appears to resemble the former premises of a mortician's or embalmer's - to judge from what one sees (cellophaned coffins ?) :— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 3, 2019
Too fitting for a film with a Closing-Act-of-Hamlet-style body-count ?
Or such words :— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 3, 2019
'For brave Macbeth--well he deserves that name--
Disdaining fortune [...] carved out his passage
Till he faced the slave ;
Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps,
And fix'd his head upon our battlements'
Except for those who like painting in blood – actually, a slick of it (do we question that ?), or so that, we are to believe (or are we ?), it perfectly soaks into one or two white shirts, to leave them uniformly dyed (with no streaks or other colour-variation) – it may not be immediately clear what, after the opening scene in the restaurant / diner, Dogs newly offered audiences that did not routinely depend on shock for effect.
Maybe it is that, as heralded or betokened by that opening (which therefore acts as a kind of synthesis of the elements of blood and brain ?), Tarantino seeks to set up a kind of bi-polar opposition to all this bloody physicality : maybe we also see these considerations applying in Kill Bill : Vol. 1 (2003) and Vol. 2 (2004) ?
The corpus callosum bridges between the left and right sides of the brain, a fact beloved of Arthur Koestler to invoke as proving our inherent irrationality (The Act of Creation or The Ghost in The Machine) :— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 31, 2019
QT ladles on blood in Kill Bill and here, but don't take him literally https://t.co/6CS65E56qB
Considered in this way, Tarantino's aim may be akin to the purpose of the phlegmatic ‘calm before the storm’ in films made by The Allies during World War II (or to promote their messages afterwards) – or even the mysterious (dis)quietude of the mise-en-scène of Pinter’s The Dumb Waiter² [1957] ?
There is, for example, the highly protective tenderness of Mr White (Harvey Keitel) towards Mr Orange (Tim Roth), or how the latter’s throaty shouting³ is in contrast to moments of quieter conversation (when, for example, Mr Pink (Steve Buscemi) arrives, and White and he go aside to talk). Yet too much else, as we wait around in this space for 'something to happen'⁴, feels located - as in Beckettt's fame-making play⁵ En attendant Godot (Waiting for Godot) - in an excessively heady mood, as if it were a text-book on epistemology, or on irrationality in decision-making⁴.
Pitch it as Joe Cabot (Lawrence Tierney) may to his interchangeably dressed (funereal / funeral director) hired hands - his Reservoir Dogs - or deals with Mr Pink's (Steve Buscemi's resistance), these are broadly hair-colours or rinses : White, Orange, Blonde, Pink, Blue, Brown.— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 4, 2019
Lacking the cunning and panache of Pulp Fiction (1994), Dogs still clearly does what Tarantino wanted – making a statement [of intent] and / or his mark. However, in later films under his direction, he has much better handled issues that are important to him, such as that of trust and its basis, and, in scripting them, the role of flashback and how to use it innovatively, which we see him rather noisily and boisterously trying out here.
— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 2, 2019
#UCFF has some other things to say here about Tarantino and Kill Bill : Vol. 1 (2003) and Vol. 2 (2004)
Yeah, you made me feel
Shiny and new :
A more open appraisal would admit :— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 13, 2019
1. A strong American accent was not the best thing that Roth brought to the role
2. A guttural or whining register did not bring it off well.
3. In this homespun under-cover story, he was just trying to get to hospital with it
At breakfast, Mr White and co. sound off about the meaning of early Madonna songs (from eight years before the film's release-date - whenever set ?) - made just after Goodfellas(1990) / The Godfather Part III (1990), the thesis is of new ground broken in having criminals talk...— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit#JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) July 13, 2019
If, of course, their notion of masculinity consists in being Mr Tough Guy, 'giving it' to the Virgin as if for the very first time (because, oh, they're such studs), then the new stuff is best avoided... ;)— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) August 1, 2019
End-notes :
¹ The Arts Picturehouse (@CamPicturehouse) was preparing for Tarantino's Once Upon a Time ... in Hollywood (2019), all 2h 39mins of it, by reprising his film career.
² We should recall that part of the Zeitgeist, into which both films were feeding, was Glengarry Glen Ross (1992) – with the edginess of the situation of Al Pacino and Jack Lemmon. (A film that, amongst other names, also boasted Alec Baldwin, Kevin Spacey and Jonathan Pryce.)
³ Which, at least, seems verging on homo-eroticism ?
Apart from ‘Nice Guy’ Eddie (Chris Penn) in particular, so many of the characters present as very hoarse, gruff, or both, as if thereby asserting – beyond (reasonable) question – their hard-ball, masculine status ? So much of this guff about the lyrics of 'Like a Virgin', or Larry grabbing / confiscating Joe's pocket-book, is really just posturing about 'Who's got the biggest dick ?'...
⁴ At times, do the reasons for any of the Reservoir Dogs, notably Mr Pink (Steve Buscemi), to stay where they are and / or their irresolution about doing so seem as flimsy as those of the two principals in Godot (i.e. that they are waiting for Godot) ? :
Vladimir : Well ? Shall we go ?
Estragon : Yes, let’s go.
They do not move.
Artistically, as learnt from cinema, Tarantino has an attraction to stand-offs (and Reservoir Dogs finally resolves with / in one), but he uses this one in a stylistic way, without resolving it : that does not work as an unresolved chord would in music, because he gives the impression of having started that which he cannot (plausibly) finish by scripting - unlike a killer chess-move, or maybe Buscemi taking the legs from under Keitel (though, in this still, all the energy is in and from Keitel's stance)
⁵ One of the two posthumous biographies of Beckettt is called Damned to Fame.
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Unless stated otherwise, all films reviewed were screened at Festival Central (Arts Picturehouse, Cambridge)