Southland Tales (2006) (part 5 of 10)

This next part is going to be a little treat for everyone. Within the next fifteen minutes, I’ll have the pleasure of describing one of the few sequences in this film that actually works. Unfortunately, I’ll also have to describe one of most horrifying images ever to grace Western cinema. Ah, well, you know what they say about pleasure and pain. Onward!

As Boxer and Ronald drive on in their police cruiser, Ronald receives a call on his radio about a domestic dispute in progress. A helpful cutaway shows Zora (Cheri Oteri) and Bing (the makeup guy) back at their base, phoning in a fake call to Ronald, thereby letting us in the audience know that this is part of their plan. Good thing too, otherwise I’d have assumed Ronald was getting an actual call from the police, and then I’d get all confused and angry. Can’t have that with a serious film like this, no sir.

After confirming to Boxer that, yes, they might be getting into “some shit”, Ronald wheels the car around and heads for the disturbance.

Caption contributed by Ivan Druzhkov

“Crime is a disease! And we’re a pink chalky-tasting medicine! Right, Ronald?”
“I don’t know what the hell you’re babbling about, Boxer!”
“You crack me up, little buddy!”

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Multi-Part Article: Southland Tales (2006)

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