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Article: My night on the town with Quentin Tarantino
- Article from:
- The Independent (London, England)
- Article date:
- October 18, 1994
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PULP FICTION, the latest flick from Hollywood's blue-collar
wunderkind Quentin Tarantino, is finally here. You'll recall He of
Whom I Speak: the one who has Tinseltown eating out of his hand.
The one who came from nowhere to make Reservoir Dogs. The one who
learnt his trade by working in a video store. The one, therefore,
who has earned the worship of young, poor dreamers the world over.
Say his name - Quentin Tarantino - and movieland anoraks unite in a
mantra of "He's hip! He's cool! He steals from everyone and doesn't
care!" No one dare fault him, no sirree bob.
The man is hot property but, as with all big stars, we long to
know what he is really like. Now, I'm not one to kiss and tell. ...