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Three interweaving stories occur one Christmas Eve in Los Angeles. Ronna is working at a supermarket when she gets involved in a small drug buy which goes sour and leaves her in debt to a dealer. Simon is with his buddies in Las Vegas, experiencing all matter of good stuff but things begin to spin out of control. Meanwhile Adam and Zack, two actors forced by cop Burke to set-up the sting operation on Ronna, try to get out of the charge of possession he has over them.

Tarantino has a lot to answer for. His Pulp Fiction spawned a good handful of `intertwined stories' type films, some of which were OK but some of which were poor. Go is one which manages to be OK without ever getting better than that. The plot links the stories very tenuously at times (the link to Simon's Vegas trip is very, very unlikely) and it doesn't quite hang together as cleverly as PF managed to. The lack of strong characters makes the film a little hard to really get into – some chapters are good (Ronna's opening segment) while others rely on energy and speed (Vegas), others are just a little strange and don't totally fit in.

The film has a bemused air to it and is passable enough to justify watching. However it never feels that the stories add up or make the film stronger by being greater than the sum of it's parts. The cast try hard but they have very little to work with in terms of characterisation. One exception is Polley who is good – her performance lifts quite a hollow character. The rest act as the script requires – each seems to be under the impression that any one line of their dialogue will become quoted around the world and at times their performances are just too superficial to talk about.

Overall this is an energetic film if that's what you're after. However it all seems a bit empty and, after a too tidy ending, will leave very little impression. The ties between the stories are of little value in most cases and the film manages to be less than the sum of it's parts – not even equal! It tries hard but essentially the same idea can be seen done much better in Pulp Fiction.

Singh: Just so we're clear, you stole a car, shot a bouncer, and had s£x with two women?

Todd: You come to me out of the blue, asking to buy 20 hits. Just so happens that 20 being the magic number at which intent to sell becomes trafficking!
Ronna: Todd, I would never f**k you like that.
Todd: How would you f**k me?

Tiny: Yo, I told you, my mother's mother's mother was black!
Marcus: Your mother's mother's mother, f*** - this ain't "Roots", mutha... Man, I wanna see a picture of this Nubian princess. If you were any less black, you would be clear.

Victor Sr.: You know what wakes me up in the middle of the night covered in a cold sweat? Knowing that you aren't any worse than anyone else in your whole screwed up generation. In the old days, you know how you got to the top? Huh? By being better than the guy ahead of you. How do you people get to the top? By being so f**king incompetent, that the guy ahead of you can't do his job, so he falls on his ass and congratulations, you are now on top. And now the top is down here, it used to be up here... and you don't even know the f**king difference.

Tiny: Her contact lens. it's stuck on the end of my dick
Marcus: Was it hard or soft?
Tiny: What, my dick?
Singh: The contact lens

Tiny: WHO DA F**K WE RUNNIN' FROM?

YAY 1 MORE DAY!!!!

 

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