Quentin Tarantino has never been one to
play it safe. His movies are loud, big, violent, dirty, and smart
(pay attention to that last part, Michael Bay). In his latest film,
Django Unchained he's at it again. It's the rare film where
you can actually hear and see studio notes being ignored. It's the
first film in a long time that actually made me say “Holy Shit!”
out loud. It's a love story to the old spaghetti westerns starring
Clint Eastwood, with a modern, ultraviolent twist. The film is
overlong, but only because it is so stuffed full of ideas. There is a
point when the film could've ended quite nicely, but then it
continues for another forty minutes. But the way this movie is too
long fits it just right, every moment that goes by is just as
entertaining as the last. Tarantino has done it again.
