Mr. Tarantino's another ego-trip

Rating: 4/10 (28 December 2019)

It seems that Mr. Tarantino has a thing for interpretation of history as he would like it happened. But it didn't. This is just another Inglorious Basterds. Start well, one expects something would happen, it doesn't and the end (for me) ruins everything. The problem with this movie is not in acting or technical aspects. There Mr. Tarantino learned some lessons being "self-educated" as a compiler of many referential stuff seen before in classic movies. The problem is the ending. Especially when everybody knows what really had happened. Some real life character interpretations (Bruce Lee?) are even funny and maybe true, but then everything gets lost in Mr. Tarantino's fairy land. So far, the only coherent film he's done is Reservoir Dogs. Everything else is a hard-to-bear mashup of everything and nothing (especially Kill Bill), pure trash (Death Proof) or abruptly interrupted story, in which he is pretty consistent. Mr. Tarantino has potentials and talent (and Ed Wood type of enthusiasm) and original approach to matter, but definitely lacks formal education and a sense of measure. Some call it "art". Well, it isn't. His friend Robert Rodriguez could help him a lot (and did so far). Omitting him here again is another mistake. 4 stars for actors and scenery recreation. All in all - another waste of time on a groundless hype.