One more Tarantino film out of the way. With all the rain outside, and all day free - why not watch a little Quentin movie? Especially since I didn't really know it was his until it started. First reaction - the weakest Tarantino film. I am not sure on the timing, but I do hope it is first - because it really wasn't much. It was a decent plot, and very good actors, but it didn't have the glee that his other films have. This one had no humour to it. The film was very much reminiscent of Lost in Translation, only instead of Japan these two souls get lost in gangster LA. The film has no action, no romance, and not even a point as far as I could see. And what is up with Tarantino's idea that the best actors should play the worst roles? For example, in "True Romance" Brad Pitt is playing a college junkie who has only a few minutes of screen time and no more than five lines. Similarly, this movie features Robert DeNiro who is playing a Mexican man who is always so high, he can't really do anything. Overall, I don't consider this time as lost, because the script was just interesting enough and the camera work was superb, but this one isn't going onto the list of my favourites.