While Tarantino’s recent output combines a strong craftsmanship and a deep reverence to their genre forefathers, it’s Pulp Fiction which still wields that adrenalised needle of originality straight into the heart. Lovers of the film will undoubtedly dig this anniversary boxset, complete with prop reproductions, a 1080P director-approved transfer (that delicate noirish palette by DP Andrzej Sekuła has never looked better) and a bundle of retrospectives (both old and new). Revisiting the film is both a delightful trip down memory lane and a reminder of just how supremely confident Tarantino was behind the camera. He’s happy to hold on long master shots with very little coverage, and shows an intrinsic, unswerving trust in his performers, particularly John Travolta, an A-lister long put out to pasture at that point.
Tarantino’s poise and vision is that of someone who has been waiting for that opportunity to step up and parlay an adolescence deeply immersed in the vast spectrum of cinema into a glorious career. His dialogue still crackles with wit and inventiveness, no matter how many snippets of it have been basterdized and mangled in inferior imitations, and you’re also reminded just how unglamorous many of the characters who bring the text to life are. They may live around the peripheries of Hollywood, but they’ve mostly an assortment of slovenly suburban lowlifes and aimless career henchmen who exist on the lower rung of the criminal underworld, over-compensating by bringing a style and posturing to their menial day-to-day work.
Adam Lowes | @adlow76