My attitude towards Tarantino’s films is twofold. On the one hand, I like the atmosphere that he can create, immerse in another world, captivate adventure hikes, surprise with wit and charisma of characters, listen to sometimes long dialogues.
On the other hand, the dish he serves sometimes seems to me somewhat chewed, stale. And
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My attitude towards Tarantino’s films is twofold. On the one hand, I like the atmosphere that he can create, immerse in another world, captivate adventure hikes, surprise with wit and charisma of characters, listen to sometimes long dialogues.
On the other hand, the dish he serves sometimes seems to me somewhat chewed, stale. And I’m beginning to miss it, and I’m not even thinking about revising it, which is typical of a cult film.
The problem with this movie for me, perhaps, is that I watched it after The Hateful Eight. I watched it with pleasure, almost not tired at the end, even knowing the ending. Here, to my taste, proportion and adventure with the road through snowy weather, and a detective story, and extravagant bloody humor with long but witty dialogues are observed.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me, there may be too much. But I didn't watch the movie. .
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