Tarantino got it wrong

Rating: 4/10 (2 February 2014)

Apparently it is sacrilegious to have a bad opinion about Tarantino movies. But Im gonna disturb the status quo and say that this time Tarantino got it wrong. Not cool. I love most of Tarantino, and this movie started actually OK, if somewhat incredulous, until they got to Mr. Candie, when it took a turn for the worse. I accepted a lot loose ends, such as how come from a slave that wasn't allowed anything even to ride on a horse, he was suddenly good at riding a horse and shooting like John Wayne? Or what was happening to the bodies they were accumulating? Or how come Mr Schults was so damn sure about everybody's course of actions as to enable him to be so cocky? And how come James Remar gets killed at the beginning then gets to be another character later on, this wasn't a comedy sketch? Or how come the black women in Mr Candies establishment Cleopatra club were all wining, dining and dressed and behaving like white ladies if they were slaves and therefore beneath them? But when Mr Candie appeared, it just took the biscuit, I thought Caprio was so miscast in the role, his southern accent was absolutely horrendous to my ears (Im no expert) and he looked so uncomfortable in them period clothes. He wasn't at all menacing, which I thought he was supposed to be, not even when he threw a bit*h fit at the dinner table. I admit I found it so boring that after the part Django surrendered, I just skimmed through till the end, but enough to see a Tarantino putting on an, what it seemed, English accent or something? He looked and sounded ridiculous! Another ridiculous sight was Django, now a free man, choosing his own clothes, ending up choosing to look like a buffoon in bright blue. Damn funny that was! Same for Samuel Jackson in that role of the demented, dunno, administrator? He was so annoying and may I dare, ugly as hell. I didn't mind the N word or the violence and brutality, after all this was expected in a movie about slaves. The part where it didn't make much sense to me was buying Django's wife. If they were prepared to pay top dollar for her, why didn't they just offer Candie top dollar for her instead of putting up all that farce about buying a wrestler? And why were Candie and Jackson ticked off about it, since there were merely doing business? But if they did that we wouldn't have had the pleasure of seeing all that guts and brains spilled all over Candie's sister lovely hallway, now would we! I have now become convinced that Tarantino loves violence and brutality in general, but particularly against women, and since he cannot act on it, putting it in his movies seems the best choice. I would not say don't see it, save your time, etc, but Im sure you wont enjoy it a fraction as much as other of his movies, this one is very inferior.