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I wish someone would address the fascination Mr. Tarantino exhibits in his
films for male sodomy. There is the prolonged suggestive rough-housing
between Mr. Blonde and Nice Guy Eddie, as well as the graphic if somewhat
less-than-credible act perpetrated upon Marcellus by the gun shop
proprietors. American exploitationist cinema has always rested upon the
twin pillars of sex and violence. Of course Tarantino has a
well-documented taste for violence; but he scarcely gives romantic sex its
due. He doesn't seem comfortable with heterosexual expressions of sex, but
the scatology aspect of buggery seems to have immense appeal for him.