Okay. I’m Ready. Big Moment.
It’s finally time. For me to rank Tarantino movies. Quentin Tarantino is my favorite director. After years of being decisive I’m going to try this.
Okay this is really difficult for me, so stay with me.
I’m going to make two separate lists. One of ranking Tarantino movies by favoritismmeaning enjoyability. The other list is ordering them by how cinematically good they are.
I am only listing the movies he directed. (Sorry True Romance. I love you so much, but that’s not Tarantino’s ending and that’s Tony Scott’s style. Natural Born Killers does not exist, but I did read an amazing screenplay by that name.)
Kill Bill is one movie to me, but just to clear things up I enjoy Kill Bill Vol. 1 more, but Kill Bill Vol. 2 is a better movie.
I’m not including Four Rooms. I don’t have a reason I just don’t want to.
Quentin Tarantino’s Movies in Order From Most Enjoyable to Less Enjoyable
- Kill Bill. This just appeals to so many of my interests and feel tailor made for me.
- Inglourious Basterds.
- Pulp Fiction.
- Reservoir Dogs
- Death Proof. I honestly really enjoy this movie. Okay, maybe the soundtrack is a huge part of this decision.
- Jackie Brown. It’s not that I don’t enjoy Jackie Brown it’s that I enjoy the others more.
Quentin Tarantino’s Movies in Order From OH FUCK THAT’S BRILLANT to Woah. Nice.
- Reservoir Dogs. It was so difficult to pick between this and Pulp Fiction, but this movie had so little to work with and caused so much. With what it did for independent movies alone. Just woah. Not to mention the directing style and just kshef;iugefreyhrdlyefgseyf.
- Pulp Fiction. Just thinking of how perfect this movie is makes me all warm and bubbly and gives me hope for all movies. Movies this good are what fuel me to tear apart bad movies.
- Inglourious Basterds.
- Kill Bill.
- Jackie Brown. I’ve
heard read a lot of critics say this is his best, but if I’m being honest here fuck that. I love this movie, but in comparison to his other films it feels bland (See: Bottle Rocket syndrome).
- Death Proof. Sorry, bro. You’re lovely and I love you, but…
I feel bad putting movies at the bottom because I love all of Tarantino’s work.
Okay. I should talk about Four Rooms. The first two segments, meaning the entire first half of the movie is fucking terrible. The third segment, by Rodriquez, is actually kind of cute and enjoyable. The last segment, by Tarantino, is good. I enjoy it. It’s just I feel like I don’t know it’s just taking up time. Like Tarantino could’ve done a million other things that would’ve been better. I like it. It’s just got that better as a short story feeling (See The Curious Case of Benjamin Button Symdrome).