I went to the cinema to see Pulp Fiction “dragged” by my friend and mumbling grumpy stuff all the way because I thougfht I was gonna hate it (I didn’t know anything about it or about Quentin back then), but as soon as it started I kew I was watching my favourite film EVER.
About the rape scene… well, I won’t say it wasn’t unpleasant… but that’s how it’s meant to be! Besides… I don’t know if some other people have seen a different version of the movie I saw… but it wasn’t as repugnant and disturbing as to have to look away! C’mon! If you see movies from time to time, you must be used to that sort of stuff!
