Thursday, April 22, 2004




you wanna be real with shit, at the least to yourself

i think it's ok to put on a front, as long as you're not lying to yourself

you know what made me think about that?

pulp fiction, was watching it yesterday

the people that are real to themselves come out aight

like, nobody needs to know about mia od'ing besides vincent & mia



and nobody needs to know about marcellus getting raped besides him & butch

and jules' revelation, i mean, nobody else gets it, but he does

and vincent, who ignores it, (the miracle) goes on to die

it comes down to, everybody has their own self, and nobody really knows it except you

the only one you gotta settle accounts with when the reaper comes is yourself and god, if you believe in him/her

i think it's really interesting in that travolta dies but doesn't die

tarantino almost brings him back to life by fucking with the chronology



and bruce willis

he should be a kinda unsympathetic character

he killed that boxer, and doesn't give a fuck

but we still like him

cuz he's true to himself

and he goes back for dad's watch

that's real

and he goes back and saves Marcellus

risking his own ass for a guy that wants to kill him



Jules is really concerned with being real to himself

getting out of the life, after the "miracle"

but he seems pretty unconcerned when the black guy gets his head blown off in the back of the car, except for the clean-up necessities



it's like, you can only handle you

in a scary way, that's what keeps really sick fucks on track, too

they're like "well, i think it's ok to kill a shitload of people, so carry on"

the secrets aspect of the film is really quite interesting, though

cuz truth, ultimate truth, is bullshit

if you're totally & completely honest with the people in your life

you'll alienate them all

people don't WANT to know everything

but as long as YOU know it

then you're aight


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