PART I
The
Movie
Geek
Quentin Tarantino: The Early Years
One usually has to dig deep into the subtext of Tarantinoās films to find autobiography. He is, famously, an artist whose worldview is colored less by what heās lived than by what heās seen, and his films are often personal only inasmuch as they reflect the kinds of stories, imagery, and iconography that he likes. But there is one moment in Pulp Fiction that is very personal indeed. At the beginning of the filmās second story, āThe Gold Watch,ā we find young Butch watching televisionāan episode of the cheapo kiddie program Clutch Cargo, to be precise. But heās not just watching television; thatās too passive a description. Heās sitting directly in front of it, right up close, inches from the screen, drinking in everything that pours out of it.
āWhen I saw Pulp Fiction,ā said actor Steve Buscemi, who costarred in that film and Reservoir Dogs, āthe little boy watching this big TV, being alone in the room, the TV being his friendāto me, thatās Quentin.ā
Young Tarantino would spend much of his youth in that room, with his friend the television, consuming everything that appeared on the magic box, desperately wishing he could climb inside and go for a ride on the Partridge familyās bus or have an adventure with Emma Peel. The only child of a young single mother, he was often left to entertain himself, and as he grew older, he would attend movies with the same intensity. āI didnāt have any friends,ā he would say, āother than the other people in the theater.ā
Sixteen-year-old Connie Tarantino was living in Knoxville, Tennessee, when her son was born on March 27, 1963. His first name came from two sources: Quentin Compson, the central character of William Faulknerās The Sound and the Fury (one of her favorite books), and Quint, the handsome cowhand played by young Burt Reynolds on Gunsmoke (one of her favorite TV shows). In other words, from the moment he left the womb, young Tarantino was a creature of popular culture.
Much of that came from Connie, who shared with her son a love of television, comic books, and Elvis Aaron Presley. The duo moved to California when he was two and a half, landing roughly forty-five minutes from Hollywood, home of an industry in the midst of an upheaval. With viewers like Connie eschewing the cinema to stay at home and watch television, the big-budget, big-star movie model was failing, and studios were casting about for fresh approaches and new hooks. As the sixties came to a close, the film industry began to take risks, hiring young directors who took on adult subject matter in candid and challenging ways, thanks to the newly implemented Motion Picture Association of America (MPAA) ratings system.
Not that Connieāor later, Quentinās stepdad, Curt Zastoupilāpaid much attention to ratings. They took Quentin to whatever movies they felt like seeing. At age eight, he saw Mike Nicholsā fierce sex comedy Carnal Knowledge, and the following year, Tarantino took in a double feature of Deliverance and The Wild Bunch. Echoes of that fateful double bill would show up throughout his early works. The macho male codes of both appear in Reservoir Dogs (whose iconic opening title shots, Varietyās Todd McCarthy points out, find the title characters āemerging from the restaurant like the Wild Bunchā), while the male rape of the former is explicitly recreated in Pulp Fiction. āDid I understand Ned Beatty being sodomized?ā Quentin said later. āNo. But I knew he wasnāt having any fun.ā
From that early age, Tarantino was sowing something that went beyond a love for the cinema. It was an appetite, a voracious hunger for all that the movies had to offer. He was getting his cinematic education during one of the industryās richest eras, the New Hollywood of the 1970s, in which a generation of āmovie brats,ā well-versed in movie history and fresh from hip film schools and apprenticeships with low-budget producers like Roger Corman, took over mainstream studio moviemaking with pictures that were both personal and popular.
Tarantino was no snob. He was as deeply enamored with the grindhouse as he was with the art house, and was as likely to become obsessed with a scuzzy exploitation cheapie as the latest from Francis Ford Coppola or William Friedkin. He would go to the cinema constantly, often by himself, which was his preference. The solitude of the experience allowed him to better focus on the movie, to memorize shots, dialogue, and names in the credits. It was all grist for the mill of his movie-mad mind.
Though his movie education was in full bloom, his conventional schooling was a bit more problematic. He was intellectually capable, with tests revealing an IQ near 160 (twiceāhe retook the test when school officials thought his high score was an error). But, as he later told Vanity Fair, āSchool completely bored me. I wanted to be an actor. Anything that Iām not good at, I donāt like, and I couldnāt focus at school.ā Frustrated by her sonās aimlessness and truancyāhe would frequently skip school to go to matineesāConnie ultimately granted his wish to drop out of school. Tarantino was sixteen.
He got his first real job, predictably enough, at a movie theater. Trouble was, the only operating cinema anywhere near his Torrance home was a rundown local franchise of the Pussycat, a California porno chain. āMost teenagers would think, āCool, Iām in a porno theater,āā he said later. āBut I didnāt like porno. I liked movies.ā That said, his usherās job at the Pussycat put him in contact with the kind of colorful characters that would later turn up in his scripts. And it paid for his classes at the James Best Acting School in Toluka Lake, where he met other movie-crazy would-be actors and formed his first close friendships.
Finally, at eighteen, he quit the Pussycat, moved into a one-bedroom apartment in Harbor City, and nabbed a nine-to-five, suit-and-tie job that paid for his first VCR. But his closest video store was poorly stocked and lacked the kind of treasures he desired. So Quentin got in his beat-up Honda hatchback and drove the twenty minutes to Hermosa Beach, to a little specialty video store he kept hearing about called Video Archives.