Reservoir Dogs Movie Review

While recognizing that American cinema in the 1990s would not be what it is today without Quentin Tarantino and acknowledging his originality and talent AND being forever grateful that he cast Lawrence Tierney in such a terrific role here as Joe Cabot, Reservoir Dogs is not the sort of flick I can watch over and over again. Many guys of my acquaintance can and do—I can't and don't. I have also been asked why I didn't think the bloody torture scenes in the warehouse were funny. How can I answer a question like that? Because I didn't. Except for Cabot's son, Nice Guy Eddie (Christopher Penn), most of the characters are named after colors: White (Harvey Keitel), Orange (Tim Roth), Pink (Steve Buscemi), Blonde (Michael Madsen), Brown (Tarantino), and Blue (Eddie Bunker). The extremely well-acted plot revolves around a diamond heist gone wrong. Variety's Todd McCarthy said it best when the picture was first shown at the Sundance Film Festival: “(Reservoir Dogs) is about nothing other than a bunch of macho guys and how big their guns are.” I give it four bones for the guys, but for me, just

1992 (R) 100m/C Harvey Keitel, Tim Roth, Michael Madsen, Steve Buscemi, Christopher Penn, Lawrence Tierney, Kirk Baltz, Quentin Tarantino, Eddie Bunker, Randy Brooks; D: Quentin Tarantino; W: Quentin Tarantino; C: Andrzej Sekula. Independent Spirit Awards ‘93: Best Supporting Actor (Buscemi). VHS, LV, Letterbox, Closed Caption, DVD