Reservoir Dogs
Reservoir Dogs, which I watched this afternoon at home, is a very fine film. Quentin Tarantino is the master of telling stories out of order. He makes it easy to trust that the needed details will be provided, and he keeps you interested in what happens to the characters, even as he reveals things about them that completely change your understanding of them. I am not, by nature, a big fan of blood and guts movies, but his sense of humor is too compelling to pass up.
One thing I’m curious about is why he sometimes casts himself as minor characters in his films (Mr. Brown in this one). Its his prerogative, of course, but why? He doesn’t appear to have any special acting chops.