So, my Reservoir Dogs review.
I have several problems with Reservoir Dogs. Firstly, and perhaps most misleadingly of all, there were no dogs, nor a single reservoir. If you had tuned into this movie, hoping for a wildlife documentary focusing on the canine exploits of dogs gallivanting around a reservoir, you will be, sadly, disappointed.
It has to be said, that I genuinely believe this movie would be vastly improved with the addition of either a) reservoirs or b) dogs, because there was definitely room for improvement.
Here is my additional feedback for producers, should they wish to do a remake, which they probably will, because let’s face it, there’s barely been a new movie in about 30 years.
- BRILLIANT idea for those of us with face blindness to have characters named after different colours. Mr White, Mr Orange, Mr Pink, Mr Blue, et cetera. Fantastic shortcut to get to know them all. Sadly, you failed to communicate this to your costume designer, who dressed them all in identical clothes, for no given reason. In the remake, each colour man should wear a suit in his corresponding colour. Or a brightly-coloured hat at the very least.
- Maybe add some more women? I spotted one. Her main purpose seemed to be to get shot. Were women not invented until 2015? It is very confusing how directors keep forgetting that women exist, let alone are able to speak, and sometimes even have roles in society beyond “getting hit and/or murdered”.
- Nobody needs to watch anyone’s ear get torn off.
However, in its favour, there were some nice moments of dark humour. The actors were uniformly very good, and – despite them all wearing matching outfits – generally, they looked different enough for me to be able to tell them apart.
It was an enjoyable enough, not-too-long movie. Not top 100 material though.