
It’s hard to know how much stock to put in the things Quentin Tarantino says, because the dude really really likes to talk. But for what it’s worth, this is what he told the NY Daily News about his next project:
“I’d like to do a Western. But rather than set it in Texas, have it in slavery times. With that subject that everybody is afraid to deal with. Let’s shine that light on ourselves. You could do a ponderous history lesson of slaves escaping on the Underground Railroad. Or, you could make a movie that would be exciting. Do it as an adventure. A spaghetti Western that takes place during that time. And I would call it ‘A Southern.’”
I think I speak for everyone when I say that I would kill to see Samuel L. Jackson as a foul-mouthed, Aldo-Raine-style leader of a slave resistance. “I’m a musket-cloud-layin’ muthaf*cka, muthaf*cka. Every time my hands touch cotton, I’m supafly TNT, I’m the guns of Fort McHenry! Now, what you muthaf*ckas need to ask yourselves is, did I join the underground muthaf*ckin railroad, or dead n*gger storage?”
Yeah… that’d be pretty cool. Pret-teh, pret-teh… cool. *leans back in chair*



Christophe Waltz as Harriet Tubman or GTFO
WHAT DOES FREDERICK DOUGLASS LOOK LIKE??!!
Wow, I got nuthin’. I almost whipped up this zinger about Ferengis with assless chaps, but just couldn’t stick the landing.
“Because yer name’s Toby. Some other guy on some other job is Kunte Kinte.”
first the orientals, then the jews, now the blacks, whats next? retards?
A Southern is the term for a bikini wax in the shape of a burning cross.
Stoney, that was pretty qovlpathing inspired.
Fek, I’ve still never met a Ferengi that wouldn’t demand 15% off retail for chaps with no ass in em.
whats next? retards?
Hey, fucking Pulp Fiction had Bruce Willis AND John Travolta, what more do you fucking want?
John Travolta and Uma Thurman dance to “Chain Chain Chain” or GTFO.
*turns on webcam*
Yo, da Ferengi like dem assless chap cuz they get their shit pushed in and all that otha baktag gay shit dey do. Dey be puttin’ on frilly little outfits and prancin’ around while Juggalos be watchin’ and shit. And this motherfuckin’ guy was all like Uh so I hads to do what I hads to do, and was doin it there was like this girl there and bitch had to step down and fuck them because they’re the gay ones.
If I’ve been good all week, I’ll ask for a Southern after the kid goes to bed.
Why? Because there is no homophobe racist like a pretend Klingon wigger Juggalo homophobe racist.
Because a pretend Klingon wigger Juggalo homophobe racist don’t stop!!!
Congo ain’t no country I ever heard of. They speak english in Congo?
Actually, no, they speak..
SHUT THE FUCK UP WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU!
Nice gun you got there. A man can appreciate a well-made six-shooter.
Fuuuck, this ain’t so six-shooter. I call this my 3/5th-shooter.
I’m gon’ get emancipation proclamation on yo’ ass.
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot is up today? Is everybody celebrating Lundi Gras EXCEPT me? Because that’s pretty dick considering I’m the only one from New Orleans here.
Harvey Keitel reprises his role as Mr. White
President’s Day or some shit. Only essential employees work today. You here that mom!? I’M ESSENTIAL!!!
And I start the week with a fail.
Tits, bro.
Didn’t Tarentino already basically do this movie with the pawnshop scene in Pulp Fiction? Two rednecks abduct a black man, tie him up, assrape him, then get the shit kicked out of them by a white guy and live the rest of their short-ass life in fear of the black man.
You see, in this analogy, Bruce Willis is Abraham Lincoln
But a CotW nod. :D ~C==B
When Roy Rogers’ horse died, it was put in dead Trigger storage.
Anybody know what JWIADH actually does in the movies? Any chance he might end up in dead rigger storage?
I call my tackle box “best jigger storage.”
Fuck you, ‘swi. My pun was actually Western-related.
Anybody heard whether Channing Tatum is dead yet?
No reason.
It still wouldn’t be weirder than that Japanese western he was in, where everyone spoke Engrish.
It was insane. And pretty much hilarious.
Lee Pei is a railway worker or GTFO.
Knowing Tarantino, there would be more burrito than spaghetti in this western.
Last year my son’s stuffed Winnie the Pooh went apeshit homicidal and we ended up having to invest in dead Tigger storage.
Out west.
Happy now Jack!?
This guy puts the “vision” in “revisionist history”.
He also puts the “bing” in “coke binge”, and the “fist” in “rectum”.
Texas, it’s like a whole ‘nother country.
What kind of tree?
@Swi: your check hasn’t cleared yet, so no, he’s still alive.
The posters for this film will all be hung from trees.
Kevin Smith was escorted off the Underground Railroad after they all recognized him as the overrated fat guy from those Jayford and Mum Robert daguerreotypes.
Harriet Tubman is so gonna blow off Jefferson Davis’s face with a musket.
The bad guy will be played by John Mayer’s dick.
He may not smoke while directing, but he certainly must in preproduciton.
If history is any indicator, QT will talk about this project for 10 years and before it gets made, make an awesome two part film series based on a conversation he had with Uma Thurman at a lunch eating vegan omeletes.
“What’d he say?”
“He said the sheriff is in storage!”
“What’d he say?”
“He said the sheriff has a hair trigger!”
“What’d he say?”
“He said the sheriff’s dick’s bigger!”
“What’d he say?”
“He said the sheriff is a gunsligger!”
If it’s set in slavery times, wouldn’t it be a fried chicken western?
noMo, I believe it would still be spaghetti, but made with Ramen and ketchup.
And washed down with grape drank?
There’s a “watermelon western” joke in there somewhere, but I’m not familiar enough with American culture to
be so blatantly offensivefind it…“But rather than set it in Texas, have it in slavery times.”
Wow. Just… wow.
Silly educational considerations aside, I think he’d be much better off bringing back the “wandering stranger,” “Man with no Name” concept (not a sequel or reboot, just a whole new gunslingin’ asskickin’ squint-eyed sumbich that rides into town, beds the babes, kills the bad guys, –not necessarily in that order–, and never stops looking cool). Honestly, I miss the hell outta that stuff.
Say what you want about the man, but he found a way to yell “N*GGER” in Sam Jackson’s face without being chokeslammed through his own torso.