Putrefaction

Rating: 1/10 (5 May 2017)

For some strange reason, Pulp Fiction is regarded as a masterpiece, and its director a genius. According to some ancient legends, the movie is supposedly so awesome that most of its fans lose the ability to tell us exactly why it is so darn good.
One of my friends used to talk about how great Pulp Fiction was after he saw it with his stoner dad. I had of course heard positive stuff about it before, and decided to be polite and watch it when he showed up at my apartment with the DVD. We turned it off after maybe seven hours or so.
Some people will say: "but you didn't watch the last 20 minutes!!! It's the ending that is good!". I'm sorry, but I don't have to go outside and eat dog crap to know it's bad for me.
I really can't understand what's so great about it. When people talk about this piece of crap, they usually bring up the "distoibing" gimp scene, the fat Travolta dance or the part where the hit men accidentally blow the black guy's head off. Clap...clap...? My friend didn't even say why he liked it. He just had a blank look on his face and repeated: "bring out the gimp, bring out the gimp" over and over again.
Okay, so the last part didn't really happen, but I bet he only liked it because his father told him it was good. But why did his father like it? Drugs? I think many people brainwash themselves into liking Tarantino movies. "It's Tarantino, therefore it's good! It's Tarantino, therefore it's good!"
Had Tarantino made Pulp Fiction, Kill Bill or Inglorious Bastards under a pseudonym, people would just laugh and say "what kind of Uwe Boll garbage is this?".