Director: Quentin Tarantino
Writer: Quentin Tarantino
Starring: Pam Grier, Robert Forster, Samuel L. Jackson, Robert DeNiro, Michael Keaton, Bridget Fonda
After getting busted with cocaine while carrying money for an arms dealer (Jackson), flight attendant Jackie Brown (Grier) is forced to play ball with a couple ATF agents. However, she has plans of her own, and she'll need her bondsman's help (Forster) to make them happen.
I am an unabashed fan of the works of Quentin Tarantino (with the slight exception of Death Proof), and it's wholly inexcusable to have gone this long without seeing his only adapted screenplay to date. Fortunately, I was elated when the credits rolled. Despite the flack he's caught from certain other directors regarding word usage, Tarantino's ode to blaxploitation cinema is marvelous. The characters, while miles away from those found in his other screenplays, have one thing those others don't: realism. Jackie and Max and all the rest would be just as at home in the real world as they are up on screen. The film is full of great performances, mostly from actors who don't get much credit these days, and is integral for any Tarantino completionist. A+