Why I missed the Pulp chat last night:
So last night, my roommate gets us into the 'green room' at Jimmy Kimmel show. It's mentioned on the show often b/c the guests can't believe it-- the place is literally a club. Open bar, tasty food, music, flat screen tv's, a pool table, arcade games, etc. Seeing as how I'm not driving, I take over the role of designated drunk. I alternate between Fosters and Chivas on the rocks. Towards the end of the show, Q makes his way back and is mobbed. Finally, I see an in and introduce myself (oh yeah, I'm blotto by this point). I tell Quentin how the reason I'm out here in LA-LA land is b/c of his work and how his work and story inspired me (all true, and I'm sure came off very ass-kissy). He was very nice. I of course had to blurt out how I just closed my first deal and how hard I've worked and I owe it all to him blah blah blah. Q asked what my movie was about and we talked 'shop' for a little while. He made a point of remembering my name and what the movie was called (promised he would see it if/when it comes out) and then we got talking about the Coen Brothers (my movie is very Coen-ish). My roommate watched this in awe and after it was over he said "I can't believe it. Quentin loves you." I stumbled over to a table and wrote a drunken 'thank you' note, which my roommate had to rewrite b/c my handwriting was illegible. I slipped it to him a la Sharon Stone in 'Casino.' At the time, it seemed like a good idea. But still-- he was a cool, gracious, nice guy. My respect for him only grows. And to top it off, after the show, I walked outside and threw up in the alley outside the Kimmel theatre. What a night. Thankfully I managed to sober up to see KB today.
Cool story, man -- I'm officially jealous!
Seriously. I'm frothing at the fucking mouth right now. Congrats though, I'm actually happy for you too.
Good story. Great timing on your part with the vomitting but I would've preferred if you ended up puking on QT. That would've made for a better story and maybe I wouldn't have been so jealous of you right about now.
The puking was like, 1/2 hour after the encounter. The booze really hit me at that pount. It could have happened. I literally had to be helped out of the place.
Were you drunk enough that, had your friend been feeling devilish and told you the next morning that none of it had ever happened and that you must have been dreaming, you might have believed him for a second? I once convinced a friend that he'd had sex with some guy at a party while he was drunk, and he believed it for a long time. It was pretty funny.
Anyway, man...you make me feel like I should move out to LA just so I can have opportunities like that. Between meeting Q and getting a writing deal...sheeeeit. You go, bro!
Thankfully I do remember what happened, that's when I was still *with it*. The ride home and what happened when we got there is a big haze (I had to scroll through my cell phone to see who I drunkenly called). I have a serious problem calling people when I'm shitfaced. I need to get a breathalizer attached to my phone or something.
Congrats.
And I love your sig. Where's it from?
Quote from: OnomatopoeiaCongrats.
And I love your sig. Where's it from?
Thanks. The Manson quote was from an MTV new year's countdown one year. He was being interviewed before performing and he blurted it out b/c she was onstage. The goof VJ had no idea what to do/say. Or do you mean the animation? That's Michael Bolton damaging the fax machine in 'Office Space.'
Quote from: OnomatopoeiaCongrats.
And I love your sig. Where's it from?
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"I want to fist Mandy Moore" -- Page 142
I think at some point everyone has expressed their want to fist Mandy Moore.
But anyway, good story. Maybe it's just me but I find it so weird that one day you're talking to this guy and the very next you're watching a movie that he made. If everything works out for you, he'll be doing the same. :wink:
Quote from: Weak2ndActSeeing as how I'm not driving, I take over the role of designated drunk.
ha...I like this guy.
Quote from: Weak2ndActI have a serious problem calling people when I'm shitfaced. I need to get a breathalizer attached to my phone or something.
And he's hilarious.
his car wreck story almost had me in tears I was laughin' so fuckin' hard..."I tell her to go fuck herself and walk down Cahuenga back into Hollywood."...weak, you aok man.!!
Stop, you guys. You're making me :oops:
yeah QT is a very very nice guy in person. I was surprised.
Me too.
I met him on the set of "Crimson Tide" (he did uncredited rewrites) just a few days after the release of "Pulp Fiction". I shook his hand and told him what a great movie it was. He was very cordial and said, "Thank you. Thanks a lot." And although I didn't witness it, a friend of mine told me Denzel called his a racist (probably because of the white/black horse dialogue).
Right.. QT being a racist... just smell that racism in his dialogue.. and how he mistreats Sam Jackson. Whoooeee! And I thought HITLER was bad...
QT was in my local video store one time. I heard him before I saw him. He was gabbing away about some movie. I was like, Hey -- that sounds just like... then, peeking my head over the aisle I saw him at the counter. I was too chicken to walk up and say anything to him. And a few weeks earlier, I saw Brett Ratner in there -- he was renting Boogie nights! I'm only kidding, I actually didn't see what he was renting.
That's alright, it was probably Boogie Nights anyway.
I would think Ratner has his own copy of "Boogie Nights" that he wouldn't need to rent it.
I don't think QT is racist, he just wants really bad to be "down" that's all.
If i could meet him or PTA, Id go with QT... he has the type of craziness that would make for a more interesting meet thatn PTA
PTA is very calm and shy, least when i met him.
So... some odd six months after my first encounter w/ QT at the Jimmy Kimmel show, I once again found myself backstage for round two. This time, the situation was quite different:
- I was not the designated drunk this time, but the designated driver... so I was going to have to rely on my own backbone and not alcohol to do the talking.
- There was no agenda for talking to QT, I honestly didn't even know what I would even want to say given the chance (considering how much I said last time).
- Prodded by friends, I had my Kill Bill dvd in my back pocket for the purpose of getting an autograph.
Well, I watched the show from the green room and he never came back there. I figured the whole thing would be a wash. Then I get wind that there's a 'surprise' in store... and it's revealed on the show that the audience is invited to go watch the movie w/ QT after the show. Okay, that's something. Right as the show is wrapping up, my friend and I are told to get a move on and get outside. We walk out the front door w/ the audience and someone is handing out free Kill Bill Vol. 1 dvds outside! Yeah, I already have one, but free is free, so I take a copy.
So now the whole audience, the people in the green room, the show's crew, and assorted camera/crew people have swarmed onto Hollywood Blvd. It's a true mob (green room people are blotto, btw). Instead of going across the street to the Mann theatres, we're told we're heading on foot to the Arclight theatre (you LA people can do the math on the walk, it ain't that bad, but it ain't fun either). And as we walk, Quentin and Kimmel have cameras following them and chants of 'KILL BILL KILL BILL' break out. A truly surreal moment. After heading a couple blocks down Hollywood, Quentin takes off across the street and ducks into the Pig and Whistle, presumably for some drinks. Did we get ditched already?
The motley bunch moves on, now onto Sunset Blvd. The group has attracted other people now, the mass of people is now getting out of control, not giving a shit about traffic lights or crosswalks. Once we get to the theatre, Quentin has returned and the chants break back out. We make our way inside the lobby, it's as if an army has stormed in. My friend and I are yelling, chanting, and making a ruckus, walking side by side w/ QT as the cameras roll (will this make the show?). We finally get to the theatre and find some seats waiting for us in the front row (not the 'real' front row, but the first one above that section of head-tilters).
And of course, if the whole thing couldn't even get more bizarre, security has showed up, and they give the 2 seats next to me to Jimmy Kimmel and QT (I am sitting next to Kimmel, QT is in the next seat). The security guys have to hang around and deflect the rabid fans (someone 18 year old asshole literally walked up and asked why Ezekiel 25:17 isn't what's in the Bible, and I thought, 'dude, that's so 1995' as he was justly dragged away). QT looked generally on edge by all the madness, and I don't blame him. Everyone wanted a picture/autograph/answer-to-some-asinine-question and I figured I oughta just keep my trap shut and just enjoy the experience.
Finally, Kimmel did an intro to the movie, got the crowd riled up, and they started the movie. The crowd cheered when Q's name appeared at the front of the Hero trailer, booed 'Godsend,' was disinterested by the Spider-Man 2 trailer, and then once the movie started, the crowd went nuts. I suddenly became extremely hyper-aware of the situation. Here I am, watching Kill Bill Vol 2. right next to Quentin Fucking Tarantino. Should I force laughs, be honest w/ my reactions? What to do? My friend was shitfaced, so he was overembellishing all emotions. Suckily, QT stayed only through the first reel and left right as we got to Budd. But still, the whole night was quite bizarre, and an experience I won't forget.
I must admit, I'm quite curious to see if I'll get on TV tomorrow night (the walk and theatre antics are for the Tuesday show). Apparently this episode is all-QT, so we shall see (note: I'm wearing a red t-shirt w/ a long black shirt underneath, so maybe you'll spot me in the theatre or outside, who knows).
Funny side-note: after the movie, as we're walking out, Uncle Frank was FURIOUS about how much he hated this 'shitty movie' and was pissed he had to sit through the whole thing. There is talk of pranking him about it.
Weak,
I'm giving you the heads up now that I'm moving to LA and getting a place with you. And I'm going to follow you around like on of those old cartoons where the big stupid dog prances are the smart small dog and says "Which way did he go, Weak? Huh? Which way did he go?"
... I felt you deserved a heads up.
"Hey Spike"
Nice sleeve, Weak2ndAct
I just barely spotted Weak in that segment on Kimmel.
i saw his shoulder
I think I saw his face during the nightvision
this is really lame.........
the show
lol, I think as far as Kimmel's show goes its great.
allright, im fuckin turning my tv off so i dont have to think negatively of quentin....altho i will say it was very funny when laura harring told him john travolta speaks very highly of him, and quentin replies "yeah, he should..."
silly quentin
the ending was the best part
So yeah, I just saw the segment. It seems my arm made one shot, and you can see my noggin just past Q's during nightvision. Yippee, my debut on national television.
that was your arm?
Good lord, thanks for tuning in...
After watching Kimmel last night, in Fonzie terms, Quentin just jumped the sharks...
hope the shark's a female.....
Quote from: mutinycoAfter watching Kimmel last night, in Fonzie terms, Quentin just jumped the sharks...
My thought exactly. Those parodies were just horrible. Quentin really can't act. Used to want to give him the benefit of the doubt. Didn't think he was that bad dying in Reservoir Dogs or giving lip to Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction, but bleh. Highlight was seeing Laura Harring, and seeing her say Travolta speaks highly of Tarantino. Q's rebuttle: "he should." There's such a thing as too much chin music. And too much chin.
Quote from: OnomatopaellaQuote from: mutinycoAfter watching Kimmel last night, in Fonzie terms, Quentin just jumped the sharks...
My thought exactly. Those parodies were just horrible. Quentin really can't act. Used to want to give him the benefit of the doubt. Didn't think he was that bad dying in Reservoir Dogs or giving lip to Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction, but bleh. Highlight was seeing Laura Harring, and seeing her say Travolta speaks highly of Tarantino. Q's rebuttle: "he should." There's such a thing as too much chin music. And too much chin.
Let's give *some* credit since this is TELEVISION and not his own MOVIES. :wink:
But yes, I'd like to jump on the bangwagon and say that I was cringing during the final segment. It all must've seemed good on paper but the product looked poor. And Kimmel is just awful. It would've looked a LOT better on Conan. Kimmel's show looked like a late night talk show that wanted to look cool with QT "directing" the show but ultimately it came out awful.
Quote from: OnomatopaellaQuote from: mutinycoAfter watching Kimmel last night, in Fonzie terms, Quentin just jumped the sharks...
Quentin really can't act. Used to want to give him the benefit of the doubt. Didn't think he was that bad dying in Reservoir Dogs or giving lip to Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction, but bleh.
he was good in fron dusk till dawn too...other than that, yeah...pretty much bleh