There's much poignance when characters of this seedy noir meet in the zoo - and not just because all of them (at leaste the male ones) admit that there's an animal inside every one of them. Zoo absurdity versus the absurdity of metropolitan life (that's way too pre-Sex and the City, way to pre-Megan's law, and hey, Hayes' code is still in?). You can consume all kinds of adult culture (that's when it crept it's way into genre movies) but shall not consume person of opposite sex against her will - even if she looks like willing. Thanks God they invented the phone already (that's way too pre-internet) - you could stalk them. It's like the first time such characters allowed to express their bent mind (that's way too pre-Taxi Driver) on screen - and what's more funny and weird, their spokesman, looks all pouty and lascivious, like Italian immigrant version of James Dean. Sal Mineo, the actor, finished even more tragic - stabbed to death on the street. Talk about life imitating art. Or blurred lines between sanity and going psycho. This b/w beauty finally gets re-release on DVD.
And of course final dancing scene should feature in any list of dancing movie scenes, which feature Pulp Fiction's twist. It's not only on par with it - that's where the animals inside finally gets unleashed.
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