Walking the Path of the Righteous Man

Before the summer began, both Bri and I made summer movie lists–and last night, after we got home from a family bar-b-q in Mississauga, we set about striking one of Bri’s entries from her list. Pulp Fiction came out in 1994, yet somehow my BHBHGGFBJ had never seen it. Her verdict? You’ll have to check out her blog (and Bri, this means I’ve officially called you out on writing a Pulp Fiction review). But as for me, who’s seen the movie on numerous occasions, two things stood out. One, that Pulp Fiction has stood the test of time remarkably well. Two, Samuel L. Jackson’s performance needs to be included on the all-time shortlist of “Underrated Movie Performances”. When Pulp Fiction came out, most of the attention centered around John Travolta…but while he’s undeniably good–and remember, before the movie came out Travolta’s career had been off life support since at least 1988–it totally pales in comparison to Jackson’s. The reason, I think, we don’t Jackson his due is that he doesn’t really take over until the movie’s final scene–but when he does it’s a thing of beauty, like when Tiger Woods shows up at the final round of a major and just decides to turn it on (and yes, I understand the irony of this statement in light of yesterday’s performance on #16 and #17 at Pinehurst #2–but even so, his late comeback was impressive until he lost in on the last few holes). Pulp Fiction used to be the #1 movie on my all-time list with a bullet; it might have been dislodged, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love it just as much as I did when I first saw it back in the 90s.

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