Some people are really devoted to their professions. Others are equally devoted to their bosses, whether out of respect or fear of urban legends about the gloomy fate of those who dared to be disobedient. But what kind of consequences has a job in which your task is to kill fulfilling orders of your superiors? What if one such superior made you take care of his wife? What if, by killing the wrong person, you made your boss your biggest enemy? What if taking care of one crime you accidentally disturbed other more serious criminals and karma had some nasty ways to bite you back? Cult, violent, and hilarious, young Quentin Tarantino and his Pulp Fiction.
