Tarintino fan-boys drive bad movies

Rating: 3/10 (2 July 2013)

For nearly 90minutes this movie is an uneventful dry mundane story about some white guy who cares emphatically for colored folks because there are only 4 types of people in this whole film.
The enlightened white man The liberated black man The debased white man The inexplicably incapable slave man....who yes, all happen to be black. by the way, where are the Asian slaves?
Right up till the part where DiCaprio loses his shiz and starts a dialog on the medical reasons why black people make good slaves...this movie was dull. DULL DULL DULL.
The final 45 minutes could have been made into a youtube mini-series, netted 1/1000 of cash flow but at least been loyal to story telling.
So here is the first 90 minutes of the movie Lt. Aldo Raine, (now played by Christopher Waltz,) frees "Steamin" Willie Beaman, (This time played by Jamie Fox,) takes away the shackles of a football and gives him a rifle.
They go around killing white people, because we all know that from the beginning of time till Nelson Mandela was released only white people were wanted for crimes. ANNNNNNND, only enlightened white people could detect their deception. And wouldn't you know it, The enlightened white man again forces his concept of right and wrong on the liberated Black man...Played by Willie Beaman...played by Jamie Fox.
They spend the better part of 2hours just killing white folk...that way the story of Brunhilde could be told....in a 2hour and 40 movie instead of another format that would net less money.
Then they plot this elaborate scheme to rescue Willie Beaman's wife, Mia Wallace, played by Uma Thurman, played by Kerry Washington.
This is accomplished by letting Egor, played by Jules Winnfield, played by Samuel L. Jackson, use his super spider sense and cat like intuition to detect the nefarious plot of buying a slave become known...then shoot DiCaprio in chest, sacrificing Lt. Aldo Raine, then after some fancy talking from Willie Beaman, you kill everyone, blow up the house and ride off into Super South, Super White, Super Racist Sunset...with your wife clapping you on like Mia Wallace after a line of coke.
This movie was good, from about minute 130 till the end, the rest was a waste of time.
I bought the movie and will be gifting it by throwing the dvd out my front door.