Caught scenes first from Dirty Harry then from Pulp Fiction on the tube last night. It's funny how defanged classic violence can be on the small screen, how distant the points in history are. Dirty Harry might as well have been from another planet, though the ghosts of stagflation past may yet get us back here. The most gruesome scenes of Tarantino seemed likewise quaint in the kitchen with my mother in law hovering round, providing color commentary.
Friday, June 20, 2008
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