The Gospel According to Tarantino....by Indie-Ana Jones

Now open your fictional bibles to Ezekiel 25:17

“The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee.”  - Jules Winnfield

Summer of 1994 and this obscure new film comes out called Pulp Fiction, named after trashy detective rags from the 50's.  Quentin Tarantino already had received artistic acclaim for other films such as Reservoir Dogs, but this would surpass all his films as the most memorable. From the minute the film starts, it takes you hostage, bound and gagged, from the confines and safety of suburbia to the low seedy underground of druggies, dealers, mobsters, murderers and yes even a freakish sex slave. Quentin Tarantino from this point on created his own "bible of film" by breaking all known rules of story telling.  There is no real start, no real end, just an amalgamation of unique characters and anti-heroes thrust into bizarre situations.  But what characters they are...  

Samuel L. Jackson as Jules Winnfield was the right hand man of mob king Marsalis Wallace who dispenses his own particular form of righteous vengeance upon any who dare double cross the boss. Vincent Vega played by John Travolta, who had never been cast in a character like this, but was known for musicals and being a high school dunce, most notably infamous for his dance moves which would prove useful later in the film.  This dynamic duo was just the beginning of an all star ensemble who to me were QT's cronies bitch slapping us from start to finish as we watched in awe as the story unfolds.  Marsalis Wallace, the mob king played perfectly by Ving Rhames who was always in control, finds himself at the mercy of some weird ass psychos.  Boxer Butch Coolidge portrayed by non other than Bruce Willis who doesn't do as he is told, and becomes the hero to the very man who wants him dead.  The enigmatic Mia Wallace by Uma Thurman is the mob boss' wife, who gets herself in a bit of a pickle for taking a bit too much from the cookie jar, yet shares a musical moment with Vega which is forever imitated.

Is this torture for you yet?  Do I bring out the samurai sword to finish you off? I haven't even mentioned the coup d'etat cameo moment by scene stealing Christopher Walken as a war veteran who did more for his country and his best friend's son that most of us would ever even consider.  Not to mention seeing notable 90's ginger actor Eric Stoltz, who was almost Marty McFly as Vince's drug dealer.  A familiar face to you Hunger Game fans out there, Amanda Plummer (Wiress) as Honey Bunny whose foul mouthed opening segment let's you know this is not your regular film.  Let's not forget Mr. Harvey Keitel as the ever efficient, practical and wise Mr. Wolf.  

By now you should be reciting quotes such as  "Zed's Dead", "Royale with Cheese","I just shot Marvin", "Call the wolf" and my personal favorite "Bring out the Gimp".   Are you Jonesing to see it again?  Do you need your QT fix?  Are you having withdrawals from only seeing it on the TV screen? Be cool, hang back daddy-o and go to the Blue Starlite Drive In at Coconut Grove August 11 and the 13th and see Pulp Fiction the way it was made to be seen.