Four Rooms

For me, the four stories are qualitatively quite uneven, and it is quite apparent what interests the individual creators. Tarantino revels in dialogues that can go ad absurdum, which is confirmed here by a fairly good story. Rodriguez, on the other hand, does not deny his love for B-movies, but there is also no lack of humor or fantastic ideas. Nevertheless, the stories remain qualitatively quite uneven for me, and Tim Roth, although I like him, was rather annoying. In the end, it is still a little above average. (02/01/2014)

It's an old song, but I found it to be quite true and I'll briefly repeat it: the first episode resembles a mediocre student film in content, the second one clumsily tries to build up the situation with some cool dialogue and has nothing to say, the third one is a lot of fun with Banderas's performance and a very funny punchline to the final joke, and the fourth one is an above average scene from any Tarantino feature, ending with one of the funniest moments of his entire career. Something like a somewhat routine hotel tour, where each floor represents a higher level of directorial talent, and in sum, it's just enough for 3*. (11/29/2017)

It’s such a shame that the quality of the first two stories doesn’t come anywhere near the work of Tarantino and Rodriguez. All right, there is one word is more fitting – average. Apart from Roth’s hamming, almost nothing happens. Luckily my expectations were not that high, and I just took it as a necessary debut movie, until the action hurricane with the slick Banderas and the ending where Tarantino reels off one snappy line after another. As a Quentin fan I really enjoyed the last bit, maybe almost as much as he did himself. Tons of cues and heavily improvised monologs (excuse me, monolog) in one take and faultless choreography. That’s why I gave it the fourth star, I can’t say no more to defend it. (03/29/2010)

Four Rooms is an author's film. In Czech conditions, it usually means that a director makes a film for the author, their relatives, and closest friends. Fortunately, it works slightly differently in America, so this time four directors came together to shoot a story set in the same hotel room. It's a black comedy with some dead body, a severed finger, a marital crisis solved with bondage and a gun, and a bet using a meat cleaver. The weakest story is Allison Anders' responsibility, simply because her witch story has a weak punchline. Fortunately, Tarantino balances it out by making fun of himself, and I just hope that the lost bet didn't hurt him too much. Decent cast, a few nice scenes. Overall impression: 60%. (12/04/2007)

The first two short stories are just awful rubbish and not worth mentioning, with the third one brilliantly escalating (Tim Roth vomiting and screaming "What the fuck is this?!" totally cracked me up) and opening the door to the mega-chatty and fantastically onanistic fourth short story with a famous ending by Tarantino. During this one I almost forgot about all the ballast at the beginning. (10/10/2011)