Winslet recalls that she and DiCaprio would sometimes lie on the set smoking hand-rolled cigarettes and staring up at the stars. Other times, she would watch him play Tomb Raider on Nintendo or they would sing to each other - the Bette Midler hit “Wind Beneath My Wings,” an indirect, on-site spoof of the Titanic scene in which Jack leads Rose to the prow of the ship and tells her to close her eyes and spread out her arms. When Winslet had an attack of vertigo on the back of the upended poop deck - spending a week in harnesses suspended l00 feet in the air - DiCaprio calmed her down. “I just told her we were safe,” he says. “She believed me.” One night, very late, Winslet and DiCaprio were lying on the deck during a break. An assistant approached for food orders. “Leo was so tired,” Winslet recalls; he had his head on Winslet’s stomach and asked for a sandwich. “The assistant asked, `What do you want on it?’ and Leo said, `Oh, Kate will tell you.’ And Leo just kind of fell asleep. And I did know exactly what he wanted - this kind of cheese and no tomato and no pickle. I absolutely knew. And I thought, `God, that’s really weird that I know this person so well.’ It was brilliant.”

Hugh Dancy for Glamour Magazine, June 2009

Josh Peck on Vine

As it turns out, Donny Donowitz, ‘The Bear Jew’, is the father of movie producer Lee Donowitz from True Romance – which means that, in Tarantino’s universe, everybody grew up learning about how a bunch of commando Jews machine gunned Hitler to death in a burning movie theater, as opposed to quietly killing himself in a bunker.

Because World War 2 ended in a movie theater, everybody lends greater significance to pop culture, hence why seemingly everybody has Abed-level knowledge of movies and TV. Likewise, because America won World War 2 in one concentrated act of hyperviolent slaughter, Americans as a whole are more desensitized to that sort of thing. Hence why Butch is unfazed by killing two people, Mr. White and Mr. Pink take a pragmatic approach to killing in their line of work, Esmerelda the cab driver is obsessed with death, etc.

You can extrapolate this further when you realize that Tarantino’s movies are technically two universes – he’s gone on record as saying that Kill Bill and From Dusk ‘Til Dawn take place in a ‘movie movie universe’; that is, they’re movies that characters from the Pulp Fiction, Reservoir Dogs, True Romance, and Death Proof universe would go to see in theaters. (Kill Bill, after all, is basically Fox Force Five, right on down to Mia Wallace playing the title role.)

What immediately springs to mind about Kill Bill and From Dusk ‘Til Dawn? That they’re crazy violent, even by Tarantino standards. These are the movies produced in a world where America’s crowning victory was locking a bunch of people in a movie theater and blowing it to bits – and keep in mind, Lee Donowitz, son of one of the people on the suicide mission to kill Hitler, is a very successful movie producer.

Basically, it turns every Tarantino movie into alternate reality sci fi. I love it so hard.

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I wanted it to be realistic! Sometimes I see films where people have sex with a bra on. I mean, what country do they come from? I don’t think I’ve ever had sex with a bra on in my life, except maybe once. It’s not the most comfortable thing to be acting topless. I’ve never actually showed my body that much, even though I’m a French actress. It was a big deal for me to do it. This movie isn’t fantasy. This is a film for people who can handle a pair of tits. Some people were like, “It’s not feminist. You’re showing your tits and he’s not showing his ass.” But I remember my mom in the seventies, and how all the fights for feminism were about being topless and not having to wear a bra at the beach. Isn’t it the people who are hiding women behind layers of clothes who are the misogynists? I’m a real person, so it’s a statement to say, “Alright, I’m a forty-year-old woman, and this is what you get with no plastic surgery. Not even plucking my eyebrows.

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