Jadav (Bhatt ko) -
Pralaynath Gendaswami kaise dikhta hai?Bhatt -
Kya?!?!Jadav -
Kis desh se hai tu?Bhatt -
Kya?!?!Jadav -
"Kya" naam ka koyi desh maine to nahi suna? "Kya" mein Hindi bolte hai kya?Bhatt -
Kya!!Jadav -
Hindi maadarchod!! Hindi - Tu bolta hai kya use?Bhatt -
Haan!!Jadav -
Toh tu jaanta hai ki mein kya bol raha hoonBhatt -
Haan!Jadav -
Bol ki kaise dikhta hai Pralaynath GendaswamiBhatt -
Kya?!Jadav -
Ek aur bar "Kya" bol, Ek aur bar "Kya" bol - mein tujhe chunauti deta hoon, mein tujhe dugni chunauti deta hoon maadarchod. Ek aur baar "Kya" bol saala!Bhatt -
Kaala hai!Jadav -
Aur????Bhatt -
Takla hai...Jadav -
Kutti ki tara dikhta hai kya?Bhatt -
Kya?!?!Jadav Bhatt ko kandhon pe goli maarta hai...
Jadav -
Kutti ki tara dikhta hai kya?Bhatt -
Nahin?!?!Jadav -
Toh phir kutti ki tarah usko chodne ki koshish kyon ki tune?Bhatt -
Nahin, maine nahi kiyaJadav -
Haan tune kiya!!! Haan tune kiya!!! Bhatt, tune usko chodne ki koshish ki...Bhatt -
Nahin..Jadav -
Pralaynath Gendaswami ko yeh pasand nahi ki Srimati Gendaswami ke siva use koyi chode..........Tu Gita ko padta hai kya Bhatt???Jules (Jadav) and Vincent could be two facets of any human being (say Impulse and Logic) trying to accomplish something for a higher control (Marsellus). Impulse fucks up (Vincent shoots Marvin), and somehow logic, with the help of some luck (Winston Wolf) gets them out of the situation. Butch (conscience) has some weird nostalgic attachment (the watch) which drives his value system. But he evolves from killing a boxing opponent (evolving conscience making mistakes earlier), to saving his worst enemy (the supreme magnanimous sacrifice). And of course, at some level, they are all controlled by/related to the higher power of Marsellus. Conscience (Butch) killing Impulse (Vincent) in an impulisve reaction (the toaster timer) has an element of Tony-Rocky-Horroresqe irony. If you like this pilot, I can churn out more.
Is it the deadpan dialogue? Is it the black humour? Is it the inexplicable element of style? Is it the countless references to American pop culture? Is it the seemingly arbitrary choice of music? Or is there something more to Pulp Fiction? An (over?) extensive philosophical analysis can be found at
Pulp Fiction - The sign of the empty symbol (on MetaPhilm). This particular interpretation of the movie is all about how Jules and Butch start seeing more meaning to their lives as the events of the movie unfold in
this almost meaningless fucked up order. Of course, if I tried hard - real hard, I could interpret movies like Hot Shots, Sholay, or Godfather in a similar vein. Any small sequence of events can be explained by some pattern or the other. So, is trying to find meaning in Pulp Fiction an exercise in futility? That'd be a damn shame. No "quack quack" any more; and so, here is my own allegorical attempt (a la Upendra's Upendra)...
Anyway, as of today - Pulp Fiction is my favorite English movie. Jatin and I are attempting to translate it to Hindi, while keeping all the deadpan-ness and black in the dialogue.
Labels: movies, pulp fiction