Most of Quentin’s fans are 80-90. For a long time, because the people around me didn't know much about it, whether it was offline or online, I felt a deep and weak sense of generation gap.
Movies are art, but I think they are also life. Quentin’s movies have run through my adolescence and added a bit of material to my savage growth.
The name of the falling water dog is like a thunderous ear. At that time, a 15-year-old boy of mine had heard of it, but to be honest, who the hell knows movies at 15 years old? Wouldn’t it just be able to recite a few more actors’ names and pretend to be forced? At that time, I was just like all adolescents. All the love was given to my mom’s colleague’s daughter and my lovely, independent and thoughtful lesbian. But frankly speaking, I was considered a literary and artistic youth at the time, and my brain was full of troubles at that age. It's just that I liked watching movies and reading books since I was a kid. Compared to other people, I might have more metaphysical things.
At that time, I only watched two Kill Bill, and I didn’t know who the director was. Until about 17 years ago, when I was watching Universal Screen, there was a column about the 25th anniversary of the release of Falling Water Dog. The main creators gathered in Saint Denis, and the whole film was criticized. I didn’t know who Quentin was at that time when I used Quentin-related shots and the composition to shape the relationship between the characters.
Quentin’s movies accompany several key points in my life, because the first Quentin movie I watched seriously was a vulgar novel. Everything has double images, and after passing the physical examination, I borrowed my best buddy's cell phone to see the dog in the quilt.
The story of the falling water dog is actually very simple. Big brother Joe is a professional brother. He has the same asshole son called the good man Eddie. At the same time, there are also an old friend Mr. Bai and a direct-line gangster Mr. Jin. Big brother Joe plans to grab Diamond won a team of professional robbers. Because of their professionalism, the robbers did not name their names, but only named their codes. As a result, a police undercover Mr. Orange came in. The plan was exposed at the beginning. After the jewellery shop went under fire, several robbers died and the team scattered. Mr. Bai was carrying Mr. Orange, who was bleeding heavily in his abdomen. Mr. Fan ran all the way with diamonds. Mr. Jin grabbed his tongue. The four people gathered in the previously planned secret warehouse to meet. Mr. Fan and Mr. Jin found something wrong and thought there was an inner ghost. Mr. Bai criticized them fiercely with courageous words and pledged to Mr. Orange.
At this time, there are two half-dead policemen and undercover agents in the warehouse, and three gangsters. Mr. Bai Jin is right. When the five people are helpless, Mr. Bai Fan picks up Eddie. At this time, the first climax of the whole film is ushered in. The husband is bloodthirsty. After cruelly torturing the policeman, he cut off one of the little policeman’s ears and poured gasoline on him, intending to burn him alive. I don’t know if this fearless spirit felt Mr. Orange, Mr. Orange. Weakly drew a gun and shot Mr. Jin.
Afterwards, the good guy Eddie arrived and looked at the dead Mr. Jin. Mr. Orange lied an inferior unstoppable big lie. The discerning man Eddie had already been sitting on Mr. Orange as an undercover agent, and he had to get rid of it first. At this time, Mr. Xia Dan Rouchang Bai came out to stir up the water to guarantee Mr. Orange, chattering endlessly.
Big boss Joe came in and said: Damn, this Mr. Orange is a fucking undercover.
Mr. Xia Dan Rouchang Bai said: I don't believe it, he can't be an undercover agent. Can an undercover agent make himself like this?
Big Brother Joe: You're so fucking confused, watch me shoot this guy first, and then talk to you slowly (speaking and aiming at Mr. Orange)
Xia Dan and Changbai: You're so fucking confused, how good are you to kill good people? (Takes out the gun at Big Brother Joe)
Good guy Eddie saw that I was so fucking crazy to fuck this old man, this asshole wanted to kill my dad, and immediately drew his gun at Mr. Bai
At this moment, the three legs stood together to form the "Queens Game", and then there were a few earth-shaking gunshots, and the big brother Joe and his son Eddie were killed on the spot. Mr. Bai was injured. If Mr. Orange might have survived going to the hospital before, now that he was shot again, he might be a better choice to go directly to the crematorium.
At this time, the police finally found and surrounded the warehouse. Before he died, Mr. Orange confessed to Mr. Bai: I'm sorry, buddy, I'm an undercover agent.
The camera slowly pulls towards Mr. Bai with a complicated expression, and the whole film ends with a shot.
Just relying on sequential narratives, this is a fairly decent police film, but when did Quentin's gameplay be decent? The narrative alone was enough for other directors at the time to drink a pot.
The film uses a novel chapter style, starting from the personal story of each character, partly introducing the origin, partly broadcasting the current timeline, while plumping the image of the character, it also seduce the clues that other characters and their stories are interconnected. The interaction points of each character smoothly promote the needs of the plot, establish a link to allow the audience to climax or leave the audience with questions to end the current timeline, and then naturally connect to the story of the next character, and so on, pull and pull Pull, build the frame of the story in an orderly rhythm. Quentin’s subsequent works also adhere to this feature, are interlinked, and are mostly presented in chapters. As a director, he leads the audience step by step into the trap he carefully planned. Maybe you are a senior high school student. Thinking about watching a ten-minute movie to relax, you ended up slapped yourself with a big ear scraper and said that the subtitles came out all the fucking, maybe your mother called you to eat, you said to come out right away, and then your mother snatched in your house. Your ears don’t even hurt when you watch Quentin’s movies. It’s the most important feature of Quentin’s work. Fans who like him are as cool as taking medicine. They are like hymenone, as long as they stay awake for more than ten minutes, then More than an hour of this can make you want to die, and lust for death.
Quentin’s brand-style super invincible, long, long, uncut dialogue began to emerge at this time. At the beginning of the movie, Quentin added a lot of private goods to the group show eating breakfast in the cafe. He is treasured by pop music and is like a virgin to Madonna. The vulgar and cute understanding comes from Quentin's cameo appearance. In addition, Quentin also has his own unique opinion on whether to tip the waitress. This is also the first small friction among the people, through a few people and a few handwritings. The dialogues in this scene have invisibly portrayed the authority of the big brother Joe, and the loyal chivalrous and thief of Mr. Jin, who is also the thief of Mr. Bai. This scene particularly portrays Mr. Fan’s stingy, shrewd and unique character, which keeps him in a mixed situation. The only "professional" idea and ended up taking advantage of the chaos and ran away with diamonds to pave the way. This group drama is very skillful, some are portraying characters in order to promote the plot, some are damn innocent nonsense, and Quentin's yellow and black private goods jokes. Quentin Gaoming is also unique in that he is not simply telling you this, but when you think you are sleepy after listening to the nonsense, he has already subtly compiled all the characters and the relationship between them into a dream. , So that you can continue to make this absurd dream based on this in the next hour and 20 minutes, let the audience experience those episodes in the middle and late stages, slap your thigh: I’m fucking waiting for me Woolen cloth! !
On the other hand, Quentin’s late movies have similar rhythms. The early rhythms are slower. In order to pave the way for the plot or fucking nonsense, the climax will be repeated in the middle and late stages, which makes people want to stop, so most people around me watch it for ten minutes. I went down and complained to me that I was going to fall asleep soon, so I asked them: Have you knocked on hymenone? ?
They said: No, have you knocked? ?
I said: Shit, I didn't, you haven't knocked before and can't explain it to you, so go away, don't fucking disturb Laozi watching the movie.
I like to eat gourd head bangbang meat, cured beef and steamed vermicelli soup, but not everyone likes gourd head, the Swedes also like to eat canned fucking herring, Quentin’s movie is a gift, just for liking A feast prepared by his fans, we were so happy.
The seemingly babbled long lines of rough dialogue, Cult elements, black humor, and violent aesthetics. Any character in his movie can die at any time and anywhere. This is the damn imprint of Quentin, and it is Quentin’s movie. Label.
Falling Water Dog was a blockbuster at the Saint-Denis Film Festival that year, and it also made the little ruffian Quentin from the United States kill the Quartet. The unconventional rebellious temperament of Quentin, the video store guy, is a movie ruled by a "noble" director who was born in Cobain. The industry has torn open a big hole. A reckless heroic revolution has opened a new way for that kind of so-called art that is so-called. The hot end is plugged into the blue, and it is currently unable to unplug it.
But life is not like fucking Cult movies flying all over the sky, the blood is rushing in this second, who the fuck knows what the next second will happen?
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