“English, motherfucker. Do you speak it?!” I finally have seen the film that this iconic phrase originated from, and man, am I glad that I had the pleasure to watch Quentin Tarantino’s masterpiece unfold before my eyes.
Pretty much everyone knows the story of Pulp Fiction, because they didn’t live under a rock like I did. It follows the lives of Vincent Vega (John Travolta), Jules Winnfield (Samuel L. Jackson), Marsellus and Mia Wallace (Ving Rhames and Uma Thurman, respectively), and Butch Coolidge (Bruce Willis). Chaos and mayhem ensue, as men turn on each other, robberies take place, dance competitions are won, milkshakes cost five dollars, and shots are fired.
In typical Tarantino fashion, this is a blood-soaked crime caper full of amazing performances, obscene language, and tons of violence. I personally adored how gritty and dark the story was, but also loved how humorous some of the situations turned out to be (in particular, when Vega accidentally shoots a hostage in the back of his vehicle).
All of the performances are spectacular, in particular Uma Thurman as Mia Wallace. I yearned for more of her seductive, intriguing character. She captivated the screen and stole every scene she was in.
I absolutely adored the cinematography, and Tarantino’s love of dark, bloody locales and sets.
Pulp Fiction is one of Tarantino’s best films, in my opinion. Outstanding performances, amazing cinematography, and a fascinating story hooked me and kept me enthralled.
*Images and trailer courtesy of Miramax