Independent films will probably kill themselves off by virtue of their own success. With a crossover hit like PULP FICTION, the criteria by which art-house movies are produced and marketed and exploited have changed. With studio money and overheads and budgets and deal-making machinery, a certain kind of narrative structure and popcorn-type payoff start infusing themselves.
Our country asserts for itself the glory of being the freest upon the surface of the globe. . . but one dark spot still dimmed its lustre. Domestic slavery existed among a people who had themselves disdained to submit to a master.