NO Coen. At least not a Coen brothers. But it's not worthy of the name either, any reference is probably something every cineaste simply refuses to recognise. With imagination, certain typical stylistic devices can be talked into it, but basically only the following classification buzzes through the screen space: irrelevant, clownish, sometimes repulsive lesbian film. "We're still here, we can be modern too." No, you're obviously not and again no, you can't and nobody needs it. Footnote, as it is now often pointed out for marketing reasons: any attempted references to Pulp Fiction should be completely rejected in connection with a film like this.
Review of Drive-Away Dolls
