Pulp Fiction

This evening we watched the 1994 classic, Pulp Fiction. So much has been written, both positive and negative, about the path-breaking nature of this film, much imitated since, but I still found it fresh and entertaining – particularly the dialogue, with small-time crooks and gangsters fruitily philosophising, and the inter-twining non-chronological plot, which somehow retains its continuity despite all the convolutions. John Travolta is wonderfully ugly and the pastiche dance scene is an amusingly ironic reminder of his past glories. Is there a moral to this story? Does there have to be a moral? Or is it just ‘A soft, moist, shapeless mass of matter’? Anyway, for Hugo of New Amsterdam (previously of Old Amsterdam), here’s a quote: (Vincent) ‘It breaks down like this: it’s legal to buy it, it’s legal to own it, and, if you’re the proprietor of a hash bar, it’s legal to sell it. It’s still illegal to carry it around, but that doesn’t really matter ’cause… get a load of this: if you get stopped by the cops in Amsterdam, it’s illegal for them to search you. I mean, that’s a right the cops in Amsterdam don’t have.’

1 Comment

  1. Hugo Kijne

    With the US (or at least New York State) only slowly progressing from the Rockefeller Laws to the Willie Nelson Rules, Amsterdam is still the shining city on the hill.

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