Pulp Fiction essays

Pulp Fiction essays One movie that I always wanted to see and never did was Pulp Fiction. I heard that it was an excellent movie. I rented it the other day and saw it. The rage going around about the movie was true it was fantastic. Quentin Tarantino's blockbuster follow-up to Reservoir Dogs is a breathtaking tribute to old dime store novels about small time hoods and dangerous criminals. It features deftly woven plotlines, creating a mythic Los Angeles underworld of drug dealers, molls, affable hit men, restaurant-robbing lovers, and a boxer out to scam the mob on his last professional bout. This is the film that put Travolta back on the map as a major box-office draw in the 90's and officially established Samuel L. Jackson as a superstar. It also inspired a seemingly endless slew of dreadful imitators. The plot jumps around a fair bit, moving between past and present. The movie begins with a pair of small-time hoods who call each other Honey Bunny and Pumpkin (Amanda Plummer, Tim Roth) and they are eating in a diner they are about to rob. Next come the two hit men, Vincent (John Travolta) and Jules (Samuel L. Jackson) who work for crime boss Marsellus Wallis (Ving Rahmes) are sent to recover a briefcase which has been stolen by a gang of amateur thieves. They kill the gang except for one member, who they are taking back to Marsellus when they accidentally shoot him, covering the interior of their car with blood. They stop off at a friend's house, and with the help of Winston Wolf (Harvey Keitel) they clean the car before going off for breakfast where they almost lose the briefcase during a hold up. We then see the story unfolding of how Vincent was asked to entertain Marsellus' wife Mia (Uma Thurman)- a job that he was not looking forward to given that her last entertainer was thrown out of a window because Marsellus got jealous. After a successful night out dancing, Vincent and Mia return home where Mia overdoses on Vincen ...