Quentin Tarantino doesn’t take well to being photographed. Or rather, his image is subject to endless contracting clauses, so he is not even the owner of his inns. His representatives have bread and water to the graphic press in this tour that he has undertaken in Europe in order to present his first non-fiction book, Film Meditations (Reservoir Books), a highly anticipated volume since the director of Pulp Fiction or Kill Bill dives into his particular encyclopedic knowledge of the American cinema of the seventies that has influenced him so much. But above all it is an autobiographical essay on the New Hollywood.
From filmmaker to film critic. This is the new stop in Tarantino’s career. And the one this Easter Sunday, as part of his tour, has been the Coliseum theater in Barcelona, ​​where people have paid 84 euros to, in short, see him promoting his new book. But it’s much more than that, it’s seeing him talking about himself, live, breaking that unbreakable distance at which the Hollywood star system maintains itself.
The queue to enter the theater went around the corner, so that when Tarantino arrived through the side access, on the Rambla de Catalunya, many of the fans spread the word and in milliseconds a riot was formed. a group of fans who handed him copies of his books, movie posters, T-shirts with his face or even a katana sheath for him to sign.
“I don’t want photos, please, but I’m delighted to sign autographs,” he began by saying, while his team yelled for space. The iconic filmmaker born in Knoxville in 1963, a storyteller who has redefined all genres and has won two Oscars and a Palme d’Or at Cannes, spent a couple of minutes fulfilling the wishes of his followers. To disappear behind the metal door covered in graffiti.
Inside, a live conversation awaited him. And she was even going to offer the public a reading of a fragment of his new book. And all this despite having had an intervention by the dentist that has prevented him from holding interviews with the media –but without photos!- that same Easter Sunday morning.
Tarantino has also been in the news recently for his decision to shoot his tenth “and final” film. Anticipating, perhaps, the curse of symphonism that led many of the greatest composers to die, leaving their 10th Symphony unfinished, the American artist announced his willingness to end his filming here to dedicate himself to writing. Gone will be Reservoir Dogs (1992), Pulp Fiction (1994), Jackie Brown (1997), Kill Bill vol.1 and vol. 2 (2003-2004), Death Proof (2007), Inglourious Basterds (2009), Django Unchained (2012), The Hateful Eight (2015) and Once Upon a Time in Hollywood (2019).
