Stealing Pulp Fiction

These sequences don’t resemble “Pulp Fiction” so much as they do television ads for Chili’s — a locale where you’ll have a better time than watching this utterly misbegotten movie.

Writer / director Danny Turkiewicz clearly adores all things Tarantino, and the film reflects that to the point of obsession. Unfortunately, that love doesn’t quite translate into anything consistently funny or clever.

Stealing Pulp Fiction turns an act of homage into a crime.

The heist plot makes little sense and has no payoff. It’s rarely funny, two of the four main performers are bad, and it leaves opportunities for satire on the table

…Stealing Pulp Fiction shows signs of life, but the film-makers better try and find their own voice next time, or it won’t just be Tarantino who is complaining…the borrowings are probably the strongest element, but it’s not a complete bust either…

[W]riter/director Danny Turkiewicz's debut feature also has to regularly point out that its jokes are actually jokes in the first place.

You lose the homage when the characters and the narrative cannot seem to finish the commitment to the bit.

A tantalizing idea for a comedy, Stealing Pulp Fiction is so generic it could have been about stealing anything, let alone a personal 35mm print of one of the greatest films of all time


Efforts to turn the offering into something madcap fail, and the central caper isn’t very striking, forcing the actors to go big to help Turkiewicz find a bit of life in a fairly sedate comedy.

Consistently unfunny, witless, dull and inane. If you want a truly funny and brilliant caper that has repeat value, see A Fish Called Wanda which gets everything right that Stealing Pulp Fiction gets wrong.