I believe there’s a definite pathology of insecurity among many film nuts when it comes to admitting to liking a love story. It goes without saying that rabid hatred of Twilight should be endorsed and revered, because….it’s shit. But when it comes to a real, poignant tangibility that manages to mist your eyes whilst circumventing sentimentality and goo, you’ve obviously watched nothing other than True Romance. a 24 year old Christian Slater completely and utterly deconstructs all Hollywood young guy templates via his performance as tough, personable and learned comic store clerk/movie psycho Clarence Whorley. Tony Scott’s flawless direction is supplemented by a Quentin Tarantino script, whose autism (I use the word in complete positivity, respect and relateability) for movies and pop culture shines through in Clarence, an Elvis-worshipping, kung-fu film aficionado who shoots lyrically from the hip about his favourite entertainment. Whilst sitting down to his annual birthday viewing of Sonny Chiba movies, he is pleasantly interrupted by Alabama (Patricia Arquette) a chatty and quirky Southern gal in leopard fur coat complete with ditzy country politeness, and so begins the greatest fucking love story ever.

Suffice to say, things are ‘rotten in Denmark’, to use a repeated quote from the movie, and soon our loved-up heroes find themselves at odds with a superb shooting gallery of cold-blooded crazy bastards, among them racially-confused pimp and total nutter Drexl (Gary Oldman) and brutal Mafia Don Vincenzo Cocotti (Christopher Walken)


The beautiful thing about this movie is that our loved-up heroes are far, far from squeaky clean and integrable, but still have just enough moral fibre to make you root for them against all of the other dastardly pieces of shit coming their way. A superb soundtrack, among it Aerosmith, Burl Ives, and the adapted motif of Hans Zimmer’s ‘Badlands’ theme, its a cool, eccentric and deeply poignant ride, whilst being monstrously violent and harrowing to boot. Movies like this one are the reason I’m a film geek. 10 out of fucking 10.

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