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Superstar
Tarantino prob does give a fukk about box offices at this point and really just made the movie he wanted to make. He probably has 2 films left in him so he'll probably go out doing whatever he wants.
Only issue with the menke thing for me is I love django and have no problems with it despite how long it is. Not much longer than inglorious. But hateful and this maybe could have used some trimming
That shyt was dope thoughDjango's fourth act is terribly paced and the editing of the whole film is noticeably worse.
Tarantino on the Bruce Lee stuff
“Could Cliff beat up Bruce Lee? Brad would not be able to beat up Bruce Lee, but Cliff maybe could,” Tarantino said. “If you ask me the question, ‘Who would win in a fight: Bruce Lee or Dracula?’ It’s the same question. It’s a fictional character. If I say Cliff can beat Bruce Lee up, he’s a fictional character so he could beat Bruce Lee up. The reality of the situation is this: Cliff is a Green Beret. He has killed many men in WWII in hand to hand combat. What Bruce Lee is talking about in the whole thing is that he admires warriors. He admires combat, and boxing is a closer approximation of combat as a sport. Cliff is not part of the sport that is like combat, he is a warrior. He is a combat person.”
And
“Bruce Lee was kind of an arrogant guy,” Tarantino told press about depicting the actor in such a cocky manner. “The way he was talking, I didn’t just make a lot of that up. I heard him say things like that to that effect. If people are saying, ‘Well he never said he could beat up Mohammad Ali,’ well yeah he did. Alright? Not only did he say that but his wife, Linda Lee, said that in her first biography I ever read. She absolutely said that.”
It wasn't so much the length or the pacing as the flow of the movie. I really liked it, and I have no problem with the overindulgence in long, seemingly pointless scenes. Since, as far as I interpreted it, the purpose of the seemingly aimless first two acts is to set up the third one. Tarantino is basically lulling the audience in. You're sitting there, wondering what the hell this is all about and then BOOM the violent third act almost feels like a slap in the face and releases a tension that you almost didn't realize was there.C/S about Django.
Also about this film benefitting from some trimming. He probably could have shaved a good 15 minutes just by eliminating some of the driving scenes and Sharon Tate’s random travels.
Perfect summary because this might quite possibly be the best made garbage I have ever seen. There are great scenes in this, every actor delivers and then some, but it is still fukking garbage. I have seen three 3 hour foreign arthouse movies this year that all moved at a goddamn snail's pace and I can genuinely say that all three justified its length and pacing more than this movie ever came close to.
At this point we really need to have a serious discussion about how much Sally Menke saved QT's movies because since her passing (R.I.P.) the editing and pacing of his movies have gone straight to shyt, and this stumbling disjointed mess is his worst offender. Shout out to @InGodWeTrust as the only other poster to mention her, glad someone has a fukking clue around here instead of the Coli's resident 'our only talking points are things we heard on a podcast' circle jerkers.
I'm also completely dumb founded at the love people have for the third act. Not only is it the most painfully obvious climax of any QT movie, it also literally did nothing for anything in the movie. Basically all it achieved was showing us that QT had absolutely no balls to circumvent expectations and challenge audiences. Which, after the nigh 2+ hours of forcing them to sit through unnecessary plodding exhibition, could have been its only saving grace.
By large the biggest cinematic disappointment in years, especially because you can see the skeleton of the movie that would have worked throughout this mess.