This was fun.
I’ve actually only seen either five or six Tarantino films (depending on how we’re scoring KILL BILL), but the bit in the middle — you’ll know the bit I’m talking about — had me wheezing with laughter anyway. It’s unfair to Tarantino; and yet, it really, really isn’t. It’s also simultaneously a pastiche of, critique about, and paean to the director. It feels… appropriate.