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HitFlix has the title page of Tarantino's new script, DJANGO UNCHAINED, which is reported to star Franco Nero, the original Django, and Christoph Waltz. Whether this film is a sequel to the previous Django films is uncertain. The title could just be another INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS thing, tipping the hat to another work but not actually tied to it. In the comments, there are folks who have claimed to read the script--and given the way Tarantino tosses his scripts around, that's not impossible--and suggest that the story is as follows: "It's not at all a Django movie in the sense that the Franco Nero movie was. I'll give you all a little hint: Django is the name of a freed slave who becomes a bounty hunter tutored by another bounty hunter - Waltz - on a take no prisoners quest to rescue his wife from an evil plantation owner." If true, Tarantino is returning to the world of pulp history, like he did with BASTERDS. And such a summary makes some sense, since Tarantino referred to this film as his "southern."
A site-search revealed that there is no Arts and Faith topic on this movie, so I thought I'd start one. Not long ago I checked Reservoir Dogs out of the library. I figured it would be your average crime film, something like Collateral. I also was interested in witnessing the writing/direction of Quentin Tarantino, who guest-starred in the best two episodes of Alias that ever aired. But now I wish I hadn't bothered. This had to have been the weirdest, most pointless, and most profane film I've ever seen. I wouldn't neccesarily say that it is the worst, because there were flashes of artistic brilliance here and there (the coffee-shop scene and Mr. Pink's dynamically enraged entrance were both very well-written). But still, what an amoral mess! And what the heck was the point? What are we supposed to gather from that? That crime doesn't pay? A post-office bulletin board would tell us as much. Then you have the famous "ear scene". Countless critics have wrote that the film is gritty but that it doesn't glorify violence; did they see the same film that I saw? Cripes, Mr. Blonde actually turns on the radio and freakin' DANCES to a too-cool-for-school soundtrack while he's ! Out of curiousity, and in order to be a good sport, I'm open to hearing more from proponents of this film. But right now, I'm thinking that this is one of the most unpleasant, bizarre, and overhyped movies of all time. And besides, the great whacko Quentin himself is only in it for a grand total of a minute or two. I felt kind of ripped off; his psycho-lisping delivery is usually pretty awesome.