Plump Fiction

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Plump Fiction

Is there any cinematic genre quite as sadly, hopelessly devoid of inspiration as the parody film? Sure, parody movies predate 1988's The Naked Gun, but that one, aside from cruelly resurrecting the career of anti-comedy icon Leslie Nielsen, seems to have spawned an entire plague of godawful imitators. Recent horrible, horrible parodies (The Godson, Wrongfully Accused, Spy Hard) are so uniformly atrocious that they can't help but make such inoffensive late-'80s entries as UHF seem like masterpieces by comparison. Filmed in 1996 but only recently released on home video, Plump Fiction is, as its title would imply, a parody of the films of Quentin Tarantino. It is also, as its title would imply, a stupid, stupid fucking movie, a cringe-inducingly awful mess that has aged about as well as a quart of mayonnaise left out in the sun. Remember the movie Nell? Remember how there was a character in that film who spoke a strange, guttural language of her own design? Well, the lead character of Nell shows up in Plump Fiction, only now she's totally dressed like the gimp, and she's still talking all funny! If you think simply transporting a character from one movie into another is the height of hilarity, you should enjoy Plump Fiction. If you think the titles Plump Fiction, Natural Blonde Killers, and Reservoir Nuns are funny in and of themselves, you're all set. But for everyone without a masochistic love of atrocious comedies, Plump Fiction is an almost unimaginably awful film that should be avoided at all costs.