Django Unchained Review

Somehow the only Tarantino picture I’d never seen.

And, I dunno man. I’m sure every drop of discourse has been wrung out of this already, leaving behind just the bones: the wild messy gunfights, the chilling monologues, the too-sweaty needledrops, and the
too-cheesy stylistic flourishes.

The fun parts outweigh the rest, and it never bored me for a second, but despite its wide acclaim I don’t think I’d consider it among my favorites.


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