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originally posted by: olaru12
Another self indulgent Tarantino film in his classic B movie style of shooting. It was fantasy and not documentary but still captured the Hollywood mystique. Monster cast, typical Tarantino smart ass, profane script, Colorful characters, and groovy locations. 1hr and 60min of adult fun!!
and thanks to Premier theaters for honoring SAG cards, unlike those stingy Regal yahoos.
originally posted by: PhilbertDezineck
Is this a remake of a remake? It seems like hollyweird can only recycle old ideas even updates of old movies.
originally posted by: Bluntone22
a reply to: muzzleflash
Tarantino is a mixed bag for me.
Reservoir dogs was overrated.
Death proof was underrated..
Loved the kill bills.
Meh on pulp fiction
Liked bastards...
I'll wait for redbox...
originally posted by: muzzleflash
originally posted by: olaru12
Another self indulgent Tarantino film in his classic B movie style of shooting. It was fantasy and not documentary but still captured the Hollywood mystique. Monster cast, typical Tarantino smart ass, profane script, Colorful characters, and groovy locations. 1hr and 60min of adult fun!!
and thanks to Premier theaters for honoring SAG cards, unlike those stingy Regal yahoos.
For some reason I think Tarantino's only good films were Reservoir Dogs and Pulp Fiction...
Thirty-three years ago, Peter Brosnan heard a story that seemed too crazy to be true: buried somewhere along California’s rugged Central Coast, beneath acres of sand dunes, lay the remains of a lost city. According to his friend at New York University’s film school, the remains of a massive Egyptian temple, a dozen plaster sphinxes, eight mammoth lions, and four 40-ton statues of Ramses II were all supposedly entombed in the sands 150 some-odd miles north of Los Angeles.
“It was an absolutely cockamamie story,” Brosnan says. “I thought he was nuts.” The ruins weren’t authentic Egyptian ones, of course. They were the 60-year-old remains of a massive Hollywood set—the biggest, most expensive one ever built at the time.
The faux Egyptian scenery had played the role of the City of the Pharaoh in one of Hollywood’s first true epics, Cecil B DeMille’s 1923 film The Ten Commandments. The set had required more than 1,500 carpenters to build and used over 25,000 pounds of nails. The production nearly ruined DeMille and his studio. When the shoot wrapped, the tempestuous director supposedly strapped dynamite to the structures and razed the whole set, burying it in the sands near Guadalupe, California, to ensure no rival director could benefit from his vision.