Yesterday, a friend and colleague treated me to lunch (thank you, Stokes), and we discussed Djano Unchained.
He went to see it twice to make sure he didn’t like the film and said the second viewing was definitely a case of diminishing returns. That was a relief to me because now I don’t feel even the slightest need to take another peek. Though one person I’m usually simpatico with about movies liked it, I am taking myself off the hook.
Let me be clear that it’s not the violence (or the “n” word) but something much deeper that bothers me about this film. No need to dredge that up again, but I will reiterate that I still think Reservoir Dogs remains Tarantino’s best film.
“Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, here I am…”