Pulp Fiction MPAA Rating: R Entertainment: +2 Content: -4

Vincent Vega (John Travolta) and Jules Winnefield (Samuel Jackson) are thugs for ruthless hoodlum Marsellus. Their lives are an endless stream of murder, drugs, gambling and inane conversations riddled with foul language and gross descriptions of sex and death. After intentionally shooting three people, Vega accidentally shoots a young man in the face in the back seat of a car. A long episode details their grotesque attempts to dispose of both body and car. Vega's date with Marsellus's cocaine-addicted wife, Mia (Uma Thurman), results in her overdosing on heroine. Trying to save her, he slams a needle of adrenaline through her breastbone and into her heart. Meanwhile, Marsellus instructs boxer Butch Coolidge (Bruce Willis) to throw a fight. Coolidge doesn't and Marsellus and Vega go after him. Coolidge guns down Vega and tries to run over Marsellus. A bloody fight then leads to Marsellus's homosexual rape by a store owner and a police officer. How could this perverse, disjointed abomination of a film entertain anyone?

PULP FICTION is disgusting, dangerous and downright obscene. It is meant to be shocking in its violence, vocabulary and subject matter. The only thing more shocking is that audiences are flocking to it and movie critics are praising it. With over 420 crude, obscene and profane words, including about 250 f-words, the only time the characters aren't speaking obscenities is when they're committing them. Among its wicked lessons: if somebody tries to scam you, shoot him; if a friend overdoses, fix her; do whatever you want, just don't get caught. PULP FICTION epitomizes an alarming trend in movies: more sadistic violence, more graphic sex and don't be subtle about anything. Take, for example, the homosexual rape, depicted briefly from behind, and the subsequent graphic shotgun blast to the crotch. One killer recites Ezekiel 25:17 before shooting his victims. He later becomes convinced that God wants him to clean up his ways and ponders theological issues. This is s strange, sad attempt at depicting redemption in an absolutely despicable movie.

Preview Reviewer: Bob Liparulo
Distributor: Miramax Films, 18 E. 48th St,. NY, NY 10017