Romanţă adevărată

Mai jos este o scenă. O scenă dintr-un film intitulat True Romance. True Romance este regizat de Tony Scott. Tony Scott nu ar fi reuşit un astfel de film fără scenariul lui Quentin Tarantino. Quentin Tarantino a scris una dintre cele mai recunoscute şi apreciate scene din istoria recentă a cinematografiei. Cinematografiei trebuie să-i mulţumim pentru nişte actori ca Dennis Hopper şi Christopher Walken.

Asupra a ce ar trebui să vă concentraţi în această scenă:

- primplanurile cu chipurile celor doi actori şi, evident, reacţiile faciale ale acestora

- râsul din toată inima al lui Christopher Walken

- ţigara din care trage Dennis Hopper, sfârâitul hârtiei arse şi scrumul rezultat

- replicile

- expresia de om care ştie ce-l aşteaptă de pe chipul lui D.H., după ce C.W. se ridică de pe scaun.

- muzica

Trivia: Quentin Tarantino a vândut scenariul pentru True Romance contra unei sume de 50.000 de dolari, la aceea vreme fiind suma minimă ce se putea acorda pentru un scenariu. Cu aceşti bani a ajuns să finanţeze un alt clasic, Reservoir Dogs.

Cliff: Now, wait a minute and listen. I haven't seen Clarence in three years. Yesterday he shows up here with a girl, sayin' he got married. He told me he needed some quick cash for a honeymoon, so he asked if he could borrow five hundred dollars. I wanted to help him out so I wrote out a check. We went to breakfast and that's the last I saw of him. So help me God. They never thought to tell me where they were goin'. And I never thought to ask.
Coccotti: Sicilians are great liars. The best in the world. I'm a Sicilian. And my old man was the world heavyweight champion of Sicilian liars. And from growin' up with him I learned the pantomime. Now there are seventeen different things a guy can do when he lies to give him away. A guy has seventeen pantomimes. A woman's got twenty, but a guy's got seventeen. And if you know 'em like ya know your own face, they beat lie detectors to hell. What we got here is a little game of show and tell. You don't wanna show me nothin'. But you're tellin' me everything. Now I know you know where they are. So tell me, before I do some damage you won't walk away from.
Cliff: Could I have one of those Chesterfields now?
Coccotti: Sure.
Cliff: Got a match? Oh, don't bother. I got one. So you're a Sicilian, huh?
Coccotti: Uh-huh.
Cliff: You know I read a lot. Especially things that have to do with history. I find that shit fascinating. In fact, I don't know if you know this or not, Sicilians were spawned by niggers.
Coccotti: Come again?
Cliff: It's a fact. Sicilians have nigger blood pumpin' through their hearts. If you don't believe me, look it up. You see, hundreds and hundreds of years ago the Moors conquered Sicily. And Moors are niggers. Way back then, Sicilians were like the wops in northern Italy. Blond hair, blue eyes. But, once the Moors moved in there, they changed the whole country. They did so much fuckin' with the Sicilian women, they changed the blood-line for ever, from blond hair and blue eyes to black hair and dark skin. I find it absolutely amazing to think that to this day, hundreds of years later, Sicilians still carry that nigger gene. I'm just quotin' history. It's a fact. It's written. Your ancestors were niggers. Your great, great, great, great, great-grandmother was fucked by a nigger, and had a half-nigger kid. That is a fact. Now tell me, am I lyin'?