Quentin Tarentino is pretty much the patron saint of violent movies.  In light of recent events there has been plenty of questions regarding the role of violence in culture.  If I’m going to be running an interviewer with him, and I already know his position, then it seems to be a pretty bloody obvious question to simply ask “Why?”.  

Of course Tarentino wasn’t interested in this, he was interested in marketing the movie, as he said so.  Well sorry buddy, but that’s the deal.  You answer the questions, and in return your movie gets plug time.  It’s not a slave-model, it’s a perfectly fair exchange that you agreed to beforehand.

Now to be perfectly clear, I like his movies, and I like his movies alot.  But I also like BBC reporters that don’t just softball their questions, even when it’s Quentin Tarentino.  

I mean seriously, what would make the reporter not “an idiot”?  a bunch of lowball milktoast questions that essentially turned his program into nothing more than free advert time for Tarentino?  Gimmeabreak.

mental health issues

That could be addressed. But there’s simply too much money to be made with war, etc. instead, I suppose.

Quentin made two really good movies: Resevoir Dogs & Pulp Fiction. And that’s it. Now he’s just milking genre for all it’s worth & he’s just obsessed with being a black bad ass when he’s white as hell.  And please don’t bring up his Cherokee heritage. The guy is obsessed with being the white guy who knows black people because he “studied” them.  Can’t stand him anymore. Not going to see Django: Unchained since it just seems like a bad, bloated remake of his last film, Inglourious Basterds.

In real life gun violence has consequences. 

 In Reservoir Dogs, guns cause the guy to die an agonizing death.  This part of it gets forgotten a little quick by QT, but Pulp Fiction still does remind us that at after gun violence at the least you’re gonna have to clean shit up.

I wasn’t saying that the average Hollywood action flick isn’t guilty of the same thing, but in the cartoon world, you shoot bang he’s dead forget about it and go to the next guy, which is EXACTLY what Django was.  And Tarantino in Reservoir–and in a decreasing amount since–HAD looked like he was willing to look at gun violence in a way that went beyond that.

I suppose it will also blow your mind in half to know that when I am around my rural relatives with a strong accent my normally non-existent northeastern US accent suddenly comes out in full force, especially when agitated.  Holy fucking shit.  Lets go pahk ouah cahs in Havahad yahd an then geh wicked fuhkin pissed while we contemplate yah amazin’ powahs of restinin’ primen, ayup.

Jack ass.

I guess what I am saying is that the magical powers that you ascribe to the manic bi-polar are not nearly as prevalent as you think they are.  Any person that can spew that kind of shit in a coherent and hilarious stream isn’t sick, they are fucking brilliant.  

Stick to  your house in the ‘burbs and send you bi-polar manics my way.  Those are some folks I want to hear talk shit into my ear.

Cripes…

I think it IS a cop-out.  Several different sides are trying to find the one, true, quick fix to the issue.  I don’t think there is one.  We have a culture that, as Quentin Tarantino himself has pointed out, is obsessed with violence, but then profits from it.  There’s also the huge elephant in the room, mental health issues, which nobody seems to want to talk about…I guess because it’s more important to restrict 1st and 2nd Amendment rights.

No, seriously, I snorted more air out of my nose than usual. Keep fighting the good fight.