UGHHHHH this is tough. In my heart of hearts I know Reservoir Dogs is a better film, but Tarantino has a solid shot with Pulp Fiction already (even though I prefer dogs) . sev7n knocked me over the head when I first saw it as a teenager, and so despite its flaws has such a special place in my heart, I have to give it my vote here.
This one couldn't be easier. One of Fincher's very best going up against one of Tarantino's absolute worst. Please.
Reservoir Dogs is stylish and clever, but Seven is just about the best murder-mystery film of all time. I still think its suspenseful final act, along with those haunting final lines (riffing on a piece of writing by Ernest Hemingway), is just about as good as movie endings get.
I feel like all my votes are based on which move has the best quotes. "What's in the booooooxxxxxx?!"
I have to vote for Se7en. I came back from seeing it with some friends as my roommate was going to see it with his. I jokingly told him that Keyser Soze was the bad guy. That was funny on its own as Usual Suspects came out the week before. But he cursed me out later because he knew what I meant as soon as he saw Spacey. We still laugh about it to this day.
I saw this movie in the theater and it affected me more than almost any other movie had to that point.
The scene with the decaying sloth man with all the pine tree deodorizers and the photos.......my gosh......to contemplate the patience and psychopathy to do that. shudder shudder shudder
the box? please. I will never forget the moment when the contents dawned on me.
I saw Seven in the theatre at a special sneak preview ( my friend won tickets from some radio station) and the opening title sequence still haunts me 23 years later. The whole movie was like some weird fevered dream. I love Tarantino but give me Fincher, my favorite working director and give me the over the top insanity of Seven. BTW what’s in the box?
I chose S7ven because at the end of the film, after watching it with my father, he earnestly asked me “So what was in the box?” & that memory needs to live on forever.
As entertaining as they are, neither of these films should have made it to the second round in my opinion. But here we are, so I have to go with the only one that was adapted into a classic rap video (Outkast/Cool Breeze- "Watch for the Hook", for those curious souls lacking true culture).
It's the better film as well, to be clear.
Okay, Tarantino gets my vote here despite my pledge to not vote for any of his films this round. Not because Reservoir Dogs is particularly great, but because Seven is not particularly good.
One cuts off an ear one cuts off a head. Cutting off a head just makes more of an impact.
The breakthrough films for their directors, both of these deal with the inhumanity of man in memorable ways. Reservoir Dogs is smart and fun, genuinely, and set us up well for everything that would follow from Tarantino. It shouldn't be a ding against it that much did follow, and much of it was better, but that does illustrate the limits on its greatness - and it is great.
Something unexpected and masterful was done in Seven, though, and it hasn't been matched, despite some fair attempts. It slowly immerses us into a credible, subconscious realization of the reliability of human darkness, without wallowing in it. In fact, we feel like we've seen more than the movie actually shows us, because what has been captured isn't the splatter, but the depths. Here's a movie where the pursued killer turns himself in, and the suspense actually ramps up. In my first viewing, it got into me so well that when it's end credits rolled down instead of up, I was *offended*, man! That was just wrong! ...to the tune of Bowie's The Heart's Filthy Lesson.
It doesn't have to be easy, but it's Seven.