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My Tryst With TarantinoPDFPrintE-mail
Saturday, 20 February 2010 10:31
Written by Baba Bhawan
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Majority of movie buffs perceive him as a foe to be despised while people like me who constitute the rest are simply jealous of him for the fact that he is the harbinger of a new genre of cinema. The same majority argue that his movies are just a bunch of smart ass dressed in suits and shouting mofo numerous times but people like me can’t stop getting multiple orgies from each word his characters deliver. Whatever be your reason, being a movie buff, it’s hard to ignore the man.

(Note - I am referring about Quentin Tarantino)

For me, it started with Pulp Fiction, (notorious for its profanity) moved to Reservoir dogs, Kill Bill then to True Romance and Jackie Brown. Every time, I watch his flicks (not to mention I had seen PF more than two dozen of times), I lose a whole week in brooding about the impossible screenplay and detailed analysis of the smart mofos that constitutes the core. I am lost in the exploration of new boundaries in profanity. Here, I must admit that after a healthy dose of his movies, I get temped to discover slangs and decide its usage. I would like to share them here if our beloved Admin gives rights for the same.

I have resisted the excitement for slangs in every formal conversation be it with boss, in meetings or mails. Sometimes, I wish to replace the whole boring literature with various colorful slangs. To satiate my vocabulary in pop-culture, I started surfing urbandictionary.com with interest (My humble request to all to surf the same)

His movies have reference to blaxploitation either in story or in terms of music. On numerous occasions, I was inspired a life of nigger attitude and policies. I am curious enough to listen to the interactions of this man. Is he a preacher of slangs? Once, in a meeting, I was bored and I could feel the same about others attending.

A sentence from Pulp Fiction (Remember the Burger Scene) flashed in my mind.

“Say "what" again! I dare ya! I double dare you, mo****fcker! Tell me; tell me what one more god damn.”

His long monologues defy every rules devised in the field of screenplay writing. I am amazed to discover how he shamelessly defies rule and yet he up comes with a commendable product. The initial draft of his scripts is equivalent of the Bible for an aspiring script writer. The struggle ends in a state of confusion if I dig on the scripts to know if the cook book itself is overwhelmingly powerful or it’s the master chef who knows the right ingredients. I accept defeat because of the possibility of impossibility from my perspective/standard to come up with such writings. Is it the genetic advantage or may be the pop-culture upbringing and environment. Is the magic limited for his genre?

I revisit my writing (suddenly they appear like shit) for changes before abandoning them completely. It takes some more consumption of average flicks to restore confidence.

As the reality dawns upon me if ever I will be able to fulfill the dream of being photographed holding a fountain pen (Sry, my word for being a writer), I am happy because while I am struggling for the result and I am enjoying the process. Results can wait till I stop enjoying the process.

Whatever be the outcome tomorrow, I will always remember my tryst with Tarantino as sweet experience in the huddles of my screenwriting hobby.

I am yet searching for the word which can catch the genre of his movies.

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