Opening night, high as a kite, $50 bag in my jacket pocket. Packed house, surrounded by rowdy older kids. Making new friends left and right, audience is pumped. Lights dim, previews begin, impatient.1st scene starts, love Pumpkin and Honey Bunny. Gun slams on a table with a thunderous metallic thunk! Shivers down my spine. Music kicks in, credits begin, mind blown! Tarantino is my God! Genius revealed, legacy sealed.