Truth or Consequences, N. M. (1997) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) and Tuna |
Scoop's comments in white If there were no Quentin Tarantino, mankind would have to invent him. Let's hope he never reads that. The sumbitch has a big enough ego after being compared to Godard. Imagine how large his head will get if he sees himself compared to God, without the -ard. Tarantino's Pulp Fiction was a cool film, telling a story from the point of view of different types of baddies and losers, combining its stylized ultra-violence with "hip" pop lingo. I didn't think it was quite as hip as everyone else seemed to think, but I thought it was an interesting piece of lurid entertainment, and a perfect match to its title, reflecting the attitudes of the fiction found in the sleaziest pulp magazines. Unfortunately, Tarantino's success and acclaim inspired a whole bunch of people to try to do just about the same thing despite a lack of Tarantinoesque talent and panache. Truth or Consequences, N.M. is one such example. This was the first theatrical film (second overall) directed by Kiefer Sutherland, who also played the hammiest role (the trigger-happy, gun-crazy guy who is de rigueur in B-movie crime stories). It begins with a bunch of low-rent thugs ripping off some mobsters. Isn't that how these things always start? Predictably, the heist gets messed up and all the mobsters end up dying grisly deaths. Worse yet, one of the mobsters was an undercover DEA agent. The stumblebums also manage to kill a bunch of police officers in the process of making their getaway. Therefore, our inept antiheroes have both the mob and the Feds after them as they make a low-tech run for the border. We have the usual characters in their "band of four".
The gang manages to pick up two hostages along the way, and the male hostage succumbs to Stockholm Syndrome, which means he starts to identify with his captors and tries to become one of the gang, a rather complicated procedure since one of their gang is a cop to begin with, and refuses to accept his application! Along the way to their inevitable big shoot-out in an old deserted house, the crooks and hostages create a massive body count and exchange pseudo-Tarantinian banter about the nutritional properties of breakfast burritos, the discomfort factor in Early American furniture, the gas mileage in recreational vehicles, and so forth. |
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Tuna's comments in yellow Truth or Consequences N.M. is essentially a story of six people on the road. No, wait a minute, it is a tragic romance. No, that isn't right, it is a violent crime drama (violent enough that they had to struggle with the MPAA to obtain an R rating.) Well, whatever it is, it is a lot of fun. Vincent Gallo is released from prison, and is picked up by his main squeeze, Kim Dickens. Cut to a few weeks into the future, and the two of them are teamed with Mykelti Williamson and maniac Kiefer Sutherland (who also directed) to rip off a drug supplier. Good plan, but a few problems develop. The warehouse where they intend to grab the dope isn't empty. The drug supplier is there, along with someone else. Sutherland blows both men away, only to find that the second man was a DEA agent. Then the gang also kills several cops as they hotfoot it out of town. Meanwhile, back at the DEA, we learn
that they were caught on surveillance cameras and that one of the gang
(Williamson) is also a DEA agent. |
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