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I thought I understood Ferrett's book until he started explaining it...
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As I said, it would be much clearer in the novel. It's not meant to be too simple, but I did explain it very roughly, as it was only the rough outline. Apoligies.
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Garrote (stolen from Rope)
Plot: Two young thugs are co-owners of a seedy strip club called The Hitch. Wanting to move up in the crime world beyond prostitution and small drug deals, they garrote a crime lords son after hours and then invite his family to the club to prove how cold and serious they can be. Directed by Ryűhei Kitamura Cast Ice T – RT Dell Jay Mohr – John Bradshaw Rob Livingston – Phil Grogan Nick Nolte - Pops Angelica Houston – Attie Stance Vinnie Jones – Kendle Drence Danny Trejo – Edison Jared Leto – Little Davey Zooey Deschanel – Aneshia Summary One night, after The Hitch is closed, John and Phils close friend RT tells them that if they want to move up beyond seedy strip club owners and small time drug dealers, they need to make a name for themselves. He goes on to tell them about Kaiser Soze and how he rose from being a small time pimp to an enforcer for the notorious crime lord “Pops” by sending a rival his wife in pieces, one at a time. Then he positively enforces subtlety as well. Quote from the movie: “Now you know that mutherfucker from the Usual Suspects, right? And I aint talkin do Benicio del Toro shit. When mutherfuckers tried to roam in on the Kaisers territory, he put a bullet in his own wife and children. Now that's a hard mutherfucker. That's the key; you got to let the other mutherfuckers know you're willing to do what they aren't. You got to go that extra step and prove to them that no matter what they do, you've got the balls to one up their asses. No matter what. But now listen, that's an extreme example. Shit can't always go down OK Corral style. Sometimes, you've got to go Jimmy Hoffa. There's an art to subtlety. Let the mutherfuckers know that if the shit goes down, they might disappear and never be seen again. Let em know that the NY Giants place kicker is gonna be using their head as a tee while their family never gets closure. Feel me?” John and Phil talk it over, and decide they're going to murder Little Davey, Pops only son. One night after The Hitch closes, they get him coked up and strangle him to death with piano wire. Then they chop the body up and stuff the main floor sofa with his parts. They then invite the family, including Daveys girlfriend Aneshia, who is a stripper at The Hitch and her ex boyfriend, regular and small time racketeer Kendle Drence. They also invite RT, their inspiration in the murder to see if he can pick up their hints on what they've done. When The Hitch opens, they have the family and friends sit on the couch which they've stuffed with Daveys body parts while serving them expensive liquor. Eventually, their bouncer/bodyguard Edison arrives (nicknamed so because he's not the smartest man in the room) John starts telling stories about hits and encouraging the rest of the guests to do so, in which bloody flashbacks of each hit are seen. Throughout, he slyly drops references to Little Davey, wondering when he'll be along to share his stories. Phil, however, does not do so well and appears nervous about what they've done after being next to a well known crime family. Attie, Daveys aunt and new age aficionado, wants to see Johns hands to see if the lines are capable of murder. When she tells him they look more suited to piano, John merely grins and Phil becomes even more nervous as he pounds shots of bourbon and does lines of coke. When Johns conversation keeps turning to Little Daveys absence, RT starts making remarks to drugged up Phil, dropping hints that if something happened to Davey it would be extremely bad for the person who did it. Pops finally starts getting angry that Davey has not arrived on the scene. Aneshia is worried. John further instigates things by trying to get Aneshia to give Phil a lap dance on the very couch in which her murdered boyfriend is stuffed. When Pops calls his wife to check on Davey, she says she hasn't seen him. He decides to call it a night. John gives him a small vial of red fluid in the shape of a cross to represent Jesus' sacrifice. The blood is Daveys, Johns icing on the cake. As everyone is leaving, RT is handed the wrong leather jacket by mistake. When he puts his hands in the pockets, he recognizes Daveys cell phone. He plants the phone on the couch, and then asks Pops to borrow his phone outside because he lost his own. When he calls the phone, John picks it up. RT says it's his, and he needs to get back inside to get it. John knows that it's Daveys phone, and is eager to hear what RT thinks of their scheme. When RT sets on the couch, he feels a small bit of wetness on his hand and realizes it is blood. Knowing now what John and Phil have done, RT reaches for his gun as Phil babbles in the background: “Kaiser Soze. Kaiser Soze. Was it hard? Was it hard? Which one of us is a monster, and which one a man?” RT realizes what he's brought on himself. He addresses both men. Quote: “I can't never take back what I've put in your minds. You've become your own Kaiser, created your own Hoffa. Yet you took the wrong route. Now you've put me in a predicament which I can't escape. How are we going to make this better? No motherfucker wins here. What I'm about to do, I am compelled.” RT raises his gun towards a smiling, proud John. The screen goes black. Two shots are fired. Then a pause; one last shot is fired.
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Flayed- I want to see this movie! What else can I say? Other than- you must agree that a sequel NEVER be made. It must never be revealed exactly what happened in those last minutes.
You've done yourself proud. An exemplary example of how a Hitchcock movie could be remade. I like almost all the casting- especially Jay Mohr, Anjellica Huston and Nick Nolte. Only one that left me cold was Ice T. Last edited by neverending; 01-06-2009 at 10:26 PM. |
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Very creative. Psycho, Frenzy and the Birds had blatant Grindhouse analogs, but Rope is far from taking the easy way out. Kitamura is a strong director who might make this into something excellent. Good choice of cast, good use of the plot. I'm impressed. But trading Jimmy Stewart for Ice T? I don't know.
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Ferretchucker- Feels like classic Koontz. It will sell like hotcakes. You didn't have to overexplain, though. Suspense is like a joke: if you have to explain it an aspect didn't work and it might be funnier/scarier without the explanation.
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Flayed: I'm speechless. This was incredible! I can't say enough good things.
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...there would be a "Q"..not "G":( Anyway, I'm not totally sure but I think I got the NE's paragraph!;).
and Flayed, Garrote was truly great! I'll love to see it's celluloid version too. FC, Nice story indeed but as per your talent I expected more from you, bro. As a psychological thriller/drama I think it's success would be more depend on the making or approach of the film. Best of luck. Btw, what's the title of your story?
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For the title I was thinking someone like just KEFA 1.
I am dissapointed with it and wish I had taken more time to think, but such is life.
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Sorry about that! I hate it when people spell my SN with an "i" - I understand. Oh, I totally know what the location it is, its significance to the horror genre, and roughly what I'm going to say... I just thought that recasting RHPS was TONS of fun (recasted it in my head actually after you made that post - Good call with Crispin Glover as Riff Raff, by the way!!! I'd keep 'em!! - I might have to start a thread about it with my own personal cast... Yeah, I'm a DORK)... More fun than writing a historical analysis anyway. *pouts* :( *sigh* Oh, well. I'll get on it tonight. :( |
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