The movie opens in a Los Angeles convenience store one late Monday night, where a smalltime drug dealer named Nick (Aaron Eckhart) is trying to decide what coffee brand to buy. His ex-lover...
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The movie opens in a Los Angeles convenience store one late Monday night, where a smalltime drug dealer named Nick (Aaron Eckhart) is trying to decide what coffee brand to buy. His ex-lover Dallas (Paulina Porizkova) and fellow hitman Billy Hill (James LeGros) are getting impatient and tell him to hurry up. Conflicts between Nick and the cashier (Luck Hari) ensue, resulting in Dallas shooting the cashier dead. Though the three attempt to cover up the crime, they are forced to also shoot a police officer (Bari K. Willerford) when he discovers blood on the ground.Written by
Paula Marshall had just finished a season on the hit series, Spin City starring Michael J. Fox when she started working on this film. She also sports the same hair style and dress attire that she wore on that show except for the flashback scene where Thomas Jane and her met at the all night diner in which her hair was longer with colored streaks. See more »
The sound of the air flowing through the water in the bong is fake (bubbling). The bubbling starts before Casey puts his mouth to the chamber. See more »
[trying to convince himself]
There is nothing in that case but a pack of legal documents. Maybe a box of condoms. That's it.
[suddenly grabs a screwdriver]
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There is an NC-17 version available on video that contains more gore/violence and sexual content. See more »
Want a film that's hip, loaded with attitude, funny and shocking at once, packed to the rafters with wild lowlifes? Skip Woods has delivered one, but about five years too late. We've seen everything in THURSDAY before, so you'd best enjoy this film without the baggage of seeing PULP FICTION - and that's a tall ask.
Compared to FICTION or RESERVOIR DOGS , THURSDAY is as flawed as you'd expect. Spontaneous raps about Star Trek, the sadistically amusing torture of a helpless, bound man, and drug-dealer flashbacks all ring a bell. It's derivative, but it's still fun.
Against the leagues of Tarantino ripoff's on the market, you could do much worse than THURSDAY. The day-in-a-life saga, and flexible pace are sometimes a blast. The violence makes you squirm and laugh, so at least it hits the mark, even when it aims low. And the havoc sown on the picturesque picket fence suburb is cruelly effective.
Going out of his way to shock, Woods' film goes wrong because for all his youthful arrogance, THURSDAY isn't half as original as he no doubt thinks. And be warned, the ending is a travesty. It's abysmal and uninspired enough to make you reassess the merits of the picture before the credits have even begun.
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