Everything that happens as it happens and my thoughts on what happens. Mostly this blog'll have to do with movies or stuff that happens at the movies, or just life in general.

Monday, August 9, 2010

My Dad

Looking back on my childhood my father was a huge inspiration for the films that would later be the types of films I live off of. The only problem with that is the fact that he would show me said movies a long time before I should have watched them. Tonight my revelation and reasoning behind me writing this post was because of the movie Four Rooms. People are often surprised when I tell them I've never seen it, even though I'm such a big fan of Quentin Tarantino's. I suppose now after realizing I must have been nine or ten when I saw it.
Until tonight I couldn't remember why this scene of two children, a very large needle and a dead hooker shoved into the box spring of a bed was something that I would remember from time to time. That or the finger scene. I suppose I can honestly say I saw my first Quentin Tarantino film when I was younger then thirteen now.
I love my dad, don't get me wrong, but there are a few things he could have done differently, and obviously, letting an eight/nine year old child watch a film like Four rooms was one of them.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeNrqBjbFJs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zBRHTU8BEH8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdaKRwe_scE

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