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NIGHT ONE and NIGHT TWO (partial)-- The Third Annual Quentin Tarantino Film Festival, including ZULU DAWN
DAY 2-- All Night Exploitation
I had three hours sleep in the last 28 hours going
into a 14 hour marathon of exploitation films going
from 1900 hours (cool standard time) Saturday to
0900 hours (cool standard time) Sunday morning. I
haven’t slept now for 42 hours and I’m going to try to
type something... anything to keep my promise to
you.
Without looking at my notes I seem to remember
midget pickpockets, loinclothed german gal that
spoke jungle speak, ants controlling Joan Crawford
who screams out “Trog” as Dr Phibes killed his nine
and a tarbaby gangster catches a bunch of italian
mafia dudes as a woman details her personal
relationship with a cockroach and her spurning of a
rat with yellow teeth as Robert Forster compliments a
reptile expert on her amazing tits as an Alligator
chows on Buck Roger’s Killer Kane and we were told
that Roman Polanski could do it to us like no other
and as the Tall Man with his silver ball tortured and
killed and a Pack of savage dogs tore through
children as a 16 year old country western wannabe
virgin is raped by an obese version of Richie
Cunningham and an Italian two bit collector hooks up
with Joe Pesci and out does Scorsese’s CASINO and
GOODFELLAS 15 years before and an elderly dwarf
fucks the All American Cheerleader style hooker
from hell as a demon plants the seed of his demon
child in Julie Christie and I learned about A Baby
Needing a new pair of shoes as Black Belt Jones hurls
deadly red cotton panties and a 50 ft ape thing lusts
and destroys all...
That’s what just happened.... I survived.... Later
I may detail it all... but for now.... now, I will simply
sleep and see what Quentin’s warped programing has
done to my subconcious. Let’s see.... if I awake....
later....cxvxczzvx
DAY ONE....
Moriarty and his pack of henchmen (Salma Stalker,
Free Loader and The Second Brain) had been on the
road 20 hours. Robogeek was flying on a secret
mission to Los Angeles, and I was recovering from
whatever had struck me down.
Film fans from across the country were en route as I
rolled out of bed this morning. I stayed away from
keyboards and computer screens... my eyes and
thoughts were on one thing. QTIII... It was only a
few short turns of a clock away.
Annette Kellerman had arrived two days earlier... She
was here early for the tribal rites of preparation to
survive the oncoming test of our film going mettle.
This isn’t like The Man Called Horse, this test was
one we would enjoy... in fact it’s a test that all film
fans should undertake. This isn’t about posturing or
lectures... The Tarantino Film Fests are about the
pure joy of film going.
Our sleep schedules were all wrong, so we turned
them like a clock crossing the Atlantic.... A few
twists of the biological knobs and we were on the
right timezones....
The phone begins ringing... it’s beginning. There
have been fears of missing prints, of delayed plane
flights... But it’s all coming together... Adrenaline is
beginning to coarse... Glen launches the first signal
flares to herald the arrival of Moriarty.
Father Geek, Tom Joad and Annette Kellerman
rendevous here at Geek Headquarters, then we launch
our campaign in my recently purchased Kirby-Mobile
(named after God... Jack Kirby, king of cool).
We capture Moriarty and his lot and take them to the
heighth of white trash edible confection locations...
CHUYS. A restaurant with such a lack of class that it
acheives a new form of class all it’s own. Dishing up
burritos, who’s sole reason in being is to split the
bellies of mortals that dare to consume them all...
The nine of us... we dare....
Then... Then it was to the Alamo. Like a Mexican
army of long ago, a line of filmic frontiermen lay
siege to this cinematic chapel. Quint laid in wait for
us, as we gather up our passes, lay the chains around
our necks, we wait for the battling ram to lay waste to
the doors so we could pass.... the anticipated time
would be.... 1915 hours (Cool Standard Time)
We are standing about when suddenly, geeks begin
coming over to meet me. I wonder... who in this lot
will become a permanent friend. The prior two fest
netted me 6 of my closest friends. What lay in wait
for me now?
Suddenly this guy from PLAYBOY magazine shoves
a mini-recorder beneath Father Geek’s bearded chin
and begins asking him about the line ups... I forget
what Father Geek said, but I broke in.... I didn’t stop
talking for 35 or 40 minutes... (my recollection of the
passage of time, faulty due to telling of an epic tale)
The thoughts of being in PLAYBOY talking about
this... the coolest of film fests was... well, I have to
say it... COOL.
During the telling of past QT FILM FEST tales
Johnny Wad and Copernicus arrive. Followed by
The Great White Black Man, and a bevy of others.
Critical mass was pushing on the doors till they gave
sway and we rushed up the stairs, hungry to push into
the chapel... to order our inebriated nectar and to
partake of the silver screen.
We take up the entire 2nd row of the Alamo...
Stretching from one end to another... the AICN crew
formed a front line of entrenched film goers with
FULL ON passes. A few folks come up and talk to
me and to join the group’s conversation... One even
brought a gift of GODZILLA’S REVENGE on
DVD... Coooooooooooool!!
I’m rocking back and forth... Dying to get underway.
This is my adrenaline injection for film loving that
lasts an entire year and more. Oh the joy, the thrills...
What pop culture pleasures would I pick up this time
out. This has a lot to live up to, and I know that it
will kick my ass, and I can’t wait for the bruises...
On screen is playing various commercials for vintage
toys. This one self defacing PIE throwing device
meant to push pies into your own face. Another has a
young Kurt Russell and a toy bazooka ad, another
ad... a scary one, one that frightened me is about a
talking baby doll who’s eyes dart from side to side...
not in that “wink wink” sorta way, but in the slow
“I’M POSSESSED AND WILL NOW EAT YOUR
MISERABLE SOUL” sorta way. I’m scared...
Annette’s tender counseling enables me to reopen my
eyes.
Then... a Light is thrown on stage, while Tim begins
speaking from a microphone hidden on the opposite
side in shadows. He begins hyping upcoming
coolnesses like THE GOONIES and THE OSCAR
PARTIES he’ll be hosting. Yes, this man is the
coolest theater dude the world has spat out yet. He
quickly turns things over to Richard Linklater...
Linklater does the inevitable thanking of everyone
that sponsored the event... announches the upcoming
FILM SOCIETY events of WING COMMANDER at
the Paramount theater, and EDtv which WILL NOW
BE AT..... THE PARAMOUNT!!!!! YIPPEE!!!!
That’s one for us good guys!!! Who says that
fanatacism can’t get you anywhere?
Then Rick began the process of introducing Quentin.
He’s done this a lot, and Rick has a hard time with it,
because... well... it feels unnatural to introduce a
friend to a large audience of people that you know for
a fact already know who the hell you’re talking about
so what the fuck are ya doing introducing the guy, but
ya have to cause it’s just the way things are done. So
he does something really funny... to me.
“Ok, and I’ve got one thing that I’m going to ask you
people to do for me. Quentin didn’t ask me to do
this, I’m just doing it as a favor to me. Don’t go up to
Quentin and ask for an autograph... Cause then I’ll
have to sit there or stand there over and over again
listening to Quentin saying ‘listen let’s just watch the
movies together, this is like my church man, we’re
just watching films together alright?’”
The audience started clapping, Quentin starts smiling
and I start giggling... I’ve heard that retort... oh...
perhaps a dozen or so times, and it’s always delivered
with the most honest heartfelt feelings. Next, Rick
turned it over to Quentin...
Quentin was wearing blue jeans, a blue t-shirt and a
black leather jacket. He darts behind the microphone,
leans in, and makes fun of Linklater’s impersonation
of him. Then he began his introduction.
He starts off with a correction of mental attitude for
the audience. There is a general perception in the
mainstream media that Quentin’s fest is about bad
films and the celebration of them. WRONG... “It’s
like... say I invited you over to my house for like
meatloaf see... and then you talk shit about my
meatloaf... this is my meatloaf”
This couldn’t be truer. You see the films that Quentin
shows here are films that generally aren’t thought
badly of... the just aren’t thought of much. Name the
last time you heard someone talk shit about
TWISTED NERVE or THE DION BROTHERS?
Never... you know why? Cause they’re forgotten
films... except I remember them... they’re known to
me... They are GREAT films that noone has seen in
years theatrically.
Quentin began talking about the death of revival
houses, how towns like Austin and similar cities
would once have 5 or 6 of them playing double bills
of classic and unknown films... but now... Well, now
the revival theater has fallen to the almighty VCR.
“Movies were meant to be SEEEEEEEEN
theatrically,” Quentin said, and I couldn’t agree more.
Film is a communal experience. A film cries out for a
reaction as big as the image, and that doesn’t come
from an individual, “laying on the couch watching a
film and playing a crossword at the same time,” as
QT put it. Outside before all this I was talking to the
PLAYBOY guy about how this fest was about
experiencing these films with an audience... a great
Austin audience. I then went off on critics that
panned FEAR AND LOATHING IN LAS VEGAS
that saw it in an empty theater... That was an
AUDIENCE FILM... it cries out for reactions.... And
really... when you get down to it... that is what these
films are. They are movies that provoke reactions...
Positive, negative... they leave you with something to
say afterwards. And for Quentin.. they are movies he
loves and wants to see an audience fall for, they’re his
pride and joy... his love, and he wants to share that
with others.
Then he began talking about the Personality of the
fest. How, as this fest goes... how we’ll begin to feel
a personality and see common faces, and communal
eccentricities that will pop up.
Then he declared a warning about Laughter in the
films. BLESS YOU QUENTIN!!! This has been a
peeve of mine that I haven’t really experienced at the
Alamo’s revivals, but at the Paramount’s Revivals it’s
like a plague. “Laugh when it’s funny... Don’t laugh
because you are superior or something...”
Abs-afriggin-lutely. You have to put yourself in the
mental attitude of the times that these films were
made. You can’t really look at films from a nineties
perspective and totally grock them.
Next Quentin began to introduce the first thing up for
the night... The trailers of past and coming attractions.
As he said this, Copernicus shrieked out... GHETTO
FREAKS, a trailer that became a thing of legend
throughout last year’s fest... Quentin says that the
first group of trailers will be of films he’s screened at
past fests, and then after the DION BROTHERS
trailer... it would move on to trailers for films...
coming in the next Nine Days...
.........TRAILERS.......
1. MARCH OR DIE -- This trailer is sooooo bad
ass, I need this film badly in my collection. It kicked
ass with Trinity in the Foreign Legion under the
command of Gene “I kick Ass” Hackman. Ian Holm
looking like a mean muther... Cool.
2. SEVEN BLOWS OF THE DRAGON -- David
Chiang is a God! A cool as hell SHAW BROTHERS
film about seven kickass kung fu warriors from hell
that use the most deadly techniques that allow them to
KILL A THOUSAND WAYS EACH... Tis a shame
about the censorship boards that govern trailer
making, as many of the methods of death could not
tragically be included within this trailer...
3. ELECTRIC GLIDE IN BLUE -- “ A five foot four
inch motorcycle cop in a six foot two world” “Did
you know lonliness would kill you deader than a 357
magnum?” This film was intense last time out...
4. CANNONBALL -- There are more car wrecks in
this trailer than in the entirety of THE BLUES
BROTHERS... it’s amazing...
5. THE DION BROTHERS (aka GRAVY TRAIN)
-- As Guillermo Del Toro says, “Every person on the
fucking planet should see this movie, It’s a classic”
Folks... this movie is sooooooo good, Johnny Wad
bought it in 16mm just so he could show it. He loves
the film as do all that see it.
6. MOTHER, JUGGS AND SPEED -- “They don’t
call me Speed for nothing” -- Harvey Keitel says, to
which Raquel Welch says, “Let’s hope they don’t call
you that for everything” YEESSSSSSSS!!!
7. NAVAJO JOE -- Burt Reynolds as an Indian? I
don’t know, I’ve had the poster for years, but I’ve
never seen the movie. I’m dying to see it though...
8. JUNIOR BONNER -- Here’s a trailer I’ve seen
perhaps 100 times since I was a kid, but I’ve never
seen the film...
9. FREEBIE AND THE BEAN -- “I spent half my
life in toilets” Holy shit this looks to be a cool
movie. Damn. The overlapping dialogue, and the
fucking car crashes... there’s this one where it...
Damn, ask me in person about it, I need the use of my
hands to try to describe it. But it’s cooool.
THE THREE MUSKETEERS and THE FOUR
MUSKETEERS
After the trailers, Quentin came back out to introduce
the THREE MUSKETEERS and FOUR
MUSKETEERS. Turns out that in Richard Lester’s
original conception, these films were to be a single
film. There was to be an intermission, and before
each part there was to be a sub-title beneath the
“Three Musketeers” for the first part it was, “THE
QUEEN’S JEWELS” and for the second,
“REVENGE OF MI’LADY”. And it was to be a
four hour epic.
Sigh....
Alas ‘the money grubbing producers’ cut the movie in
half and kept the film from being joined. Quentin
isn’t a big Richard Lester fan, and as for A HARD
DAY’S NIGHT, “I’m not a big Beatles fan,” so I take
it he’s an Elvis man. Quentin does like the
JUGGERNAUT (1974), but he absolutely feels that
these two films (the musketeer flicks) are in the top 3
or 4 epics made in the Seventies. He feels it works as
an adventure, a satire of adventure films and on about
a half dozen other levels I didn’t catch cause I got
distracted by a filling glass of Guinness before me.
Next Quentin chimed in on GIANT cast films, and
how they usually get this great cast together... but
they just don’t do all that much, but that here... Here
everybody delivered right at their best work... Some
of their best performances. He then went down the
line from Charlton Heston to Christopher Lee “who
made over 300 films... ...next to HORROR OF
DRACULA this is his best role...”
Then he came to OLIVER REED... heh heh heh...
God, me and Quentin are in such agreement about
Reed... “Oliver Reed is a fucking god in this
movie!!!!!” Quentin heralded. Then he went into a
story he heard from Rodriguez about how Robert was
going to use the same Fight Choreographer from this
film for his Zorro film before walking off that project.
It turns out that Reed soooooo threw himself through
the stunt process that the other actors felt they all had
to like triple their efforts to keep Reed from just
walking away with the film.... which he does anyway.
“No finesse... he’s a bull”
Then Quentin drew a parallel to the SHAW Brother’s
Kung Fu flicks... saying that “swordfighting is
fetishized like Kung Fu is fetishized in Kung Fu
movies” Next he said this film has the best Slapstick
since Buster Keaton...
Then he left us with the movie.
I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THESE TWO MOVIES.
I’ve seen them countless times as a kid. I worshipped
Oliver Reed and Michael York. Still when I see these
two actors I forgive them any problems or quirks
they’ve acquired because... well, they’re the dudes
man!
On the big screen though, I love a recurring shot that
features the majority of the foreground frame filled
with flowers, grass, weeds, ice... whatever, with the
Musketeers riding in the midground with similar
vegetation stretching out into infinity.
Heston, Lee, Dunaway, Welch, Reed, York and the
rest are all just note perfect. Dead on. BUT... still, I
love the Gene Kelly, Van Heflin version more now.
For years I preferred the Richard Lester versions,
but... I prefer the action and the acting of the Lana
Turner, Gene Kelly, Van Heflin, Vincent Price, Frank
Morgan, Angela Lansbury, Keenan Wynn, etc...
Perhaps it’s the romanticized version of it all, perhaps
that it’s more in the style of THE ADVENTURES OF
ROBIN HOOD, but ya know... I really like both.
They are significantly different in styles so that it’s
like comparing Sweetened tea to Unsweetened... it’s
all in how you like your tea... me... I like sweetened.
HOWEVER... for the next film....
ZULU DAWN...
I stand in awe of this film. It just gets me giddy. The
ZULU films, ZULU, ZULU DAWN and SHAKA
ZULU, which should be viewed in reverse order, are
fantastic films. They are on a scale... like nothing
you’re likely to see acted out for real... ever again.
For all the shots we’ve been seeing in GLADIATOR,
it just won’t compare to the scope of something like
ZULU DAWN.
ANYWAY... before we get to ZULU DAWN, I
have to talk about Moriarty and his crew of triple A
batteried henchmen.... They come stumbling over as
if put through a meat grinder... mumbling something
about the 22 hour straight drive they made in the last
30 hours, and how if they are expected to survive the
next night... they need their beauty rest... WUSSES, I
cry out. Then I begin riding them and their pampered
lives on Melrose. SO they stumble off.... perhaps
Moriarty isn’t as cool as I was led to believe....
THen Quentin comes out and begins to introduce
ZULU DAWN. “That Faye Dunaway was a BITCH
or what,” he started off with. Then Quentin began
giving us all a history lesson on what happened
between ZULU and ZULU DAWN in the world of
film and the U.S.
Ya see, when ZULU came out... it was... kinda OK to
be glamorizing Imperialism, but then... well a social
revolution came about that kinda made popular
opinion go.... “I want all those natives to kill those
bloody mutherfuckers!!!” as Tarantino said. When
this film came to the U.S. it wasn’t given a huge
release, instead it was double featured with SILENT
SCREAM, an old Barbara Steele horror film
that...well, it wasn’t that great a film, and certainly
was never meant to be double billed with ZULU
DAWN.
My Dad brainwashed me with the ZULU films since
the dawn of time it seems like. I love them.
Especially this one, cause it’s where them red coats
got their ass whupped something fierce.
The film had me on the edge of my seat for a great
deal of the feature... and Tom Joad... he kept
exclaiming... “Oh fuck” everytime the screen was
filled with hordes of Zulu warriors. I love the cultural
inter-cutting that happens in this flick, where you’ll
have proper British society, cut with the Zulus
beating their shields and chanting to their king. And I
love it that the King isn’t portrayed as some mindless
savage, but as someone that is worried about
preserving his people rights and customs. Fucking A
man.... I love that.
Just as these films were set to get underway, a new
Babe joined our midst from that Babe factory to the
north in Oklahoma... Her name will be....Cora Smith.
She’s got that whole hot geekish femme fatale thing a
going on, she seemed pleased at the ability to buy
Shiner Boch at gas stations in Texas.... YEAH!!! I
like that too.
Well folks.. the batteries are running low... I have to
be awake and at the ALAMO DRAFTHOUSE in
about 6 hours, and I still have to HTML this
document.... so till Sunday Morning, I’m bidding you
adieu.... Exploitation is en route....
Oh... and by the way, under the cover of darkness... Moriarty... came back like the man that he was... and saw it all. Maybe he is cool... Hmmm, we'll see if he's at the kiddie matinee today...
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This is the first I've heard of some of these films in years. Now, if only I could see the damn trailers/films. This is a wonderful thing y'all are doing, and it's about nothing more than the purest love for film. Color me jealous.
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My first question is, do you read the talkbacks? Because if not, the rest of this will be pointless, unless perhaps someone else can answer them. Did you meet QT? What's his next project? And lastly, do you know of any super-cool movie theaters like the one in Austin anywhere else... say, in the north-east?
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As I won't be in Austin for another couple of weeks and will be missing QT III in its entirity, I appreciate the report. I'd love to hear what anybody else there has to write as well. Harry, as I said after your report on DragonCon, your journalistic notions and instincts are fun as hell to read and you should really think on publishing a full-text.
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You know it really seems too good to be true. I can't even imagine how cool that would be. Gah, you lucky people.
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I wish I was there! I had a pass and then I got a call that my car is about to be repossed unless I pay my insurance. If that wasn't bad enough, my phone had been turned off. All I can say is Mr. QT, your are right, movies should be seen in theaters- I'm sick of doing crossword puzzles- touche!
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Please, let's not get in a fight over this or anything, but I have a few innocent comments regarding Gene Siskel. I read Ebert's reviews regularly (via internet), and I tend to agree with him more often than not, and I think that both him and Siskel know (knew) what they were doing to a much greater extent than most critics. Out of all the critics out there (outside of Harry {seriously}), I think that they are the least mean-spirited, and they have the greatest love for movies in general. It's true that most critics seem to hate all movies, and to hate their job, and they all come off as very bitter. But if you read Siskel or Ebert's reviews, They're rather nice to the bad movies, and only very negative about the horrible ones (Night at the Roxbury comes to mind). Of course, I did always like Ebert better, but I guess that's the way it goes. But you at least have to admit, it'll be weird that the won't be able to say "Siskel and Ebert give it 2 thumbs up!" on all those commercials anymore. And I watch Letterman a lot, and I'll miss their crazy appearances. On that show, they're second only to Richard Simmons as guests that I never want(ed) to miss. "That's all I have to say about that." Oh, sorry for using this talkback. I had to.
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I wish I was there wih Harry and his father. Gene Siskel is dead and my father, who is my own Father Geek, is dying in ICU.
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I wish I was there wih Harry and his father. Gene Siskel is dead and my father, who is my own Father Geek, is dying in ICU.
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Gene Siskel and Roger Ebert were my introduction to film criticism alongside my dad and their friends. In the middle of the festival tonight... one geek came up and told me that Siskel had died... I'm not in the proper mental state to really write a 'piece' on the man... I did not know him, save through his writing and countless television hours adoring him and Roger. I really don't know what to say... He's one of a small group that told me through their own lifepaths that there was a way to do it, and we each individually have to find our way. His charm and his wit... his passionate arguements with Roger, the slight fat jokes, the bald jokes.... His grin as he turned to face the camera and do the round up, I will miss violently disagreeing with him as well as saluting him when our opinions matched. He was and always shall be a writer... a damn good one... And there are too few of those in the world... their number dwindled by one more today... It's sad...
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Wow, what an evening. Tip for
marathon attendees-easy on the
bottomless cup of coffee. Here's
a quick look at the films.
1)Coonskin - Ralph Bakshi's animated take on being black in American. Uncle Remus meets Huey
Newton. Actually, the flick is a
mixture of animation and live action.
2) Alligator - Jaws rip-off with
decent screenplay by John Sayles.
Starring Robert Forster(Q says this performance stuck in his head and lead to Forster's role as Max Cherry).
3) Death Collecter - Surprisingly smart and well-directed mafia story. My pick for best of fest so far.
4) Nashville Girl - Actress from Switchblade Sister's plays country girl trying to make it big in Nashville but having to screw a bunch of losers along the way. Monica Gayle was hot but the movie never seemed to click. More nudity would have helped this one.
5) Little Cigars - Odd film about midgets with a mind for petty crime. Bizarre love tryst between lead actress and lead midget. A few good moments.
6) The Giant Peking Man - Shaw Bros. Hong Kong take on Kong remake. This was our surprise movie. The new Rolling Thunder midnight movie. Q brought a newly struck print of this nutty flick. First half had moments of mind-blowing hilarity. Second half degenerated into man in gorilla suit trashing miniature HK. Hilarious love montage with lead actress swinging around a tiger with a boner. Laughed until I cried. Some classic lines which I hope Harry took note of.
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Harry and friends,
I am sure you are all busy, and that is why you have not posted a review of Office Space.
Let me then share my wonderful discovery. I saw the film recently, and for free mind you because my pal is a fitness trainer who trains the manager of the nearby Cineplex Odeon. But that is not important. What is is, and not depending on what your definition of is is, is the film Office Space.
I give it two cracked ribs.
I have never laughed so friekin' mucho in my life. For a film with a limited story line, this was a Kubrick-like exploration of the satirical art.
And while Jennifer Aniston was as wooden as a piece of wood, and she made me feel kinda woodie too, the film still carried out the genius of that Mike Judge guy. He is a really canny fellow. Isn't he from Texas as well? And I thought Texans were all gun-slinging, "lite" beer drinking, criminal killing, ignoramus types.
holy shitto. It was high-larious.
For anyone in their twenties, the film stings with reality.
And re-affirms why the modern world doesn't impress me. And why Bill Gates ain't shit. And why I am happy to be a house painter, even though I dropped all my life savings for a university degree.
So Office Space is a feel good movie for those of us who sometimes feel the pang of insecurity when we hear our cubicle-dwelling friends who work for the computer company MAN talk about the next hi-fi device they plan to purchase. This is the Animal Farm for the post-cold war America. -
zuh,baduh,baduh,zuh,baduh,baduh.......ahhhh!
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I want to preface this talkback by expressing my appreciation for a filmmaker like Quentin Tarantino who so obviously loves movies and has done so much to promote wonderful and obscure films. My dad also weaned me on the Zulu epics and I would love the opportunity to see them on the big screen. I also do not think that celebrities are fair game who should be accosted by autograph hounds in places like restaurants, malls, etc.... I've seen it happen to acquaintances and it ain't pretty or an enviable position to be in. Celebrities do, however, accept responsibility for fans along with the perks of fame, and there are some places that they should expect to be approched by admirers. A movie theater at which Mr. Tarantino is hosting a festival seems like a natural place for his fans to greet him and express their admiration. Willie Nelson is one the United States' most famous, respected and gracious performers. His reputation around Texas is that after every show, he speaks with and signs autographs for every fan who has waited to meet him. I could never imagine him insulting, whether intentionally or not, someone who looks up to him by saying something like "this honkey tonk is my church" and asking them to leave him alone. It would not be cool or impressive for him to treat fellow music and Americana lovers that way, and I am saddened that Harry seems so pleased with his insider status that he thinks that Mr. Tarantino's ill treatment of fellow movie-lovers is cool.
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I agree with Quentin. Watching Robert Forster in Alligator and what you have is a star performance. Totally unaffected and utterly charming, exactly like Max Cherry. Jackie Brown will be a flick I'll cherish into my old age simply because Quentin got a wonderful performance out of someone who probably thought it was all over for him... good work lads... all I'm asking for is one more..!
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I agree with Quentin. Watching Robert Forster in Alligator and what you have is a star performance. Totally unaffected and utterly charming, exactly like Max Cherry. Jackie Brown will be a flick I'll cherish into my old age simply because Quentin got a wonderful performance out of someone who probably thought it was all over for him... good work lads... all I'm asking for is one more..!
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I don't know. It seems to me that this festival would be a pretty awful experience. I love movies. I love alot of movies from the 70's. But a weeklong film fest of nothing but bad 1970's exploitation flicks? I mean, that would lose it's charm after 2 movies at the most. I am sure Harry loves it because it's kitschy and hip (in a geeky way) to be into that stuff, just like Tarantino is kitschy and hip in a geeky way. But I find it hard to see any real cinematic value in these films, other than the fact that filmmakers at that time felt free to be a little edgier and adventurous, and less constrained by accepted standards of conduct. Since then, Hollywood has become so infected with political correctness that no one will ever make a movie with real feelings or sentiments because they might possibly offend somebody. Tarantino clearly is rebeling against this trend. So anyway, while I respect that Quentin is trying spearhead a return to the 1970's filmmaking sensibilities, most of the films that he is showcasing are far from the cinematic masterpieces that Harry says they are. "March or Die" is great, though...
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I'm a student at the University of Georgia and I'm taking a class right now with a guy that worked on "Zulu Dawn". I don't know in what capacity, but his name is Nate Kohn. In his office is a big poster of the film. I told him about his film being shown at the qtiii. He is wondering if it was a print that you saw. He's been trying to get a print of the film for a while now. Anyway, he was a little shocked that it was played, but thought that its body count was the reason.
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This is not news, Harry. As much as I love to hear you pissing and moaning and blowing your wad about your sensory overload experiences watching le'trash cinema and everything, but it ain't cool news. Tell about something I didn't see ten years ago. I'm not gonna kiss your ass like the rest of these morons. I like your site, but I'm nothin' if not honest. Post some news and keep the festival crap on the back end.
And, Quentin Tarantino is a hack filmmaker and always has been. He's ripped off just about every obscure cool movie known to man. I'm surprised LaneMyers-the queen bitch of AICN posters--in all his triva obsessed wonferfuck side-kick role hadn't noticed this. You should ban his ass, Harry. No one with any respect would allow a guy like him to kiss so much ass in view of the public. So unglue his lips and get some real news Harry, you slippin. -
Gahhhhhhh...(*drool*)...Me very jealous now. I say goddam, if Quentin ain't the coolest cooley of the cools! OK, yeah, so, well, like, once, you know, I had breakfast in the same restaraunt as him (Zachary's, Santa Cruz, CA), and, uh, it was really cool! And uh, oh yeah, I have an actual "Jack Rabbit Slim's" matchbook from the set of PF, and that's cool!! So, anyway, I'm gonna go sulk now.
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I dont like Quentin Tarantino.
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I was lucky enough to attend the festival Friday thru Sunday. In fact, the phrase that kept popping into my head the most often during the screenings, besides "Cool" was "I am SO lucky to be here!!!". To MEXICOMAY: There were tons of autographed posters available for 10 bucks to anyone who wanted an autograph. QT was never condescending or intimidating, he was more approachable than I ever imagined. He urged people to come up and talk to him about the flicks. Every time I saw him between screenings he was hanging out with geeks talking, laughing, etc. To HARRY: You're doing a fanastic job covering the events, I'm unbelievably bummed I'm missing the rest of them. Thanks in advance for writing them up--I'll read every word!!
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