From Dusk Till Dawn
Dusk Till Dawn
The Tarantinoesque sub-genre which
arguably originated with Tarantino's penning of
(1993), reaches its baroque phase in record-breaking
speed with this delicious hybrid of crime-action and camp horror.
Tarantino wrote and co-starred with George Clooney as two ruthless
bank-robbing, murderous brothers, with buddy Robert Rodriguez directing.
Rodriguez and Tarantino had collaborated on Four Rooms a year
before and their similar style, especially when it comes to their
glamourized, often protracted shooting of violence, made them a perfect
fit. In From Dusk Till Dawn they are still offensive-minded –
their success had not yet caught up with them and made them feel they
had something to lose – and Tarantino's writing is as crisp as it ever
was. The first hour of this film is filled with as much great dialogue
and clever setups as Tarantino's best films, and the authenticity that
Clooney, Harvey Keitel and Juliette Lewis bring helps the cause further.
Nevertheless, Tarantino steals the show also in the acting-compartment;
his performance as a sexual predator who can barely restrain himself is
a joy to behold (if you pardon me saying so).
The turning point in From Dusk Till Dawn appears just after the
hour mark, when the Clooney character's recklessness angers the hosts of
the strip club they're visiting in the middle of the Mexican desert,
resulting in our cast of characters getting more than they bargained
for. The shift in tone, and indeed genre, is sudden, but doesn't feel
like backstabbing of the audience, arguably because our two protagonists
have been so outrageously unpredictable and inconsiderate up until this
point that we're ready to expect anything. Out goes the semi-poetic
realism of the film's first half, and in return we get an adrenaline
fest of horror-comedy realized by and starring make-up effects maestro
Tom Savini. It's more amusing and fascinating than fun, really, but the
filmmakers certainly accomplish their mission of creating something
original. And the ending is, believe it or not, in good taste.
Copyright © 15.3.2017 Fredrik Gunerius Fevang
Copyright © 16.7.1997
Fredrik Gunerius Fevang