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 A heist gone wrong. 

Although I am not fond of Quentin Tarantino, I enjoyed this film. Mostly, it's just that the viewers weren't left with a solid answer in the end. We don't truly know what happened. I recognized Mr. White's (Harvey Kietel) character, and that's another reason. You couldn't shake Mr. White's belief until the absolute end. He was dealing with someone that, I might argue, was his friend (Mr. Orange). I am reminded of Orson Welle's and his real-life experience of struggling with friendships. 

It is done with his 'signature' timeline where you slip between current and previous scenes. He also makes a cameo as Mr. Brown. Tarantino often struggles to explain his artistic decisions because he feels that: "I am almost putting more of an onus on it than I really am at the time...I don't want to make it seem that it's really thought out" (Extra Materials). Often times creatives don't always think about what they make all the time, often during the process, they let their hands do the work. But in institutions, I feel that they often demand you to have an artist statement before your content is even completed.

Throughout the film, he does a great deal of work through dialogue and issues that mobsters realistically come across. It seems true to life, there is no melodrama it's instance after instance with dialogue. When they run out of the jewelry store, being chased by cops, they commandeer a car, all these things are what someone might actually see happen when the bad guys are in town. Including when Mr. White puts Mr. Orange (Tim Roth) in the back of the car after being shot at. It's a series of events where the only action is required. Until they arrive at the rendezvous point at least.