One two three yeah

Rating: 8/10 (2 August 2019)

We weren't ready to see this movie, we went on on a whim and sat in the front. During the first 1/2 hour audience memo were laughing out loud and my friend was ready to leave, I suspected from the previews that it wouldn't necessarily be about anything so I settled in, then Polanski pulled out if his driveway and I got the first hit of what we were in for. I had forgotten at this point that it was a fairy tale and how Tarantino rewrites history (d'jango, inglorious; it's along those lines) so during the ending I kept thinking 'this is disrespectful , this is so disrespectful'. But was the lack of violence up to that point ,including the surreptitious, probably misunderstood, nod to Bruce my baby, really more about the use of violence? Ultimately though, the movie kept me locked in that unfortunate seat and now three days later (and a lot more than usual has happened in my life ) I am surprised to wake up with this in my head : Sharon Tate (Robbie) crossing the street to the movie theater, I mean, Q brought her back to life in the sweetest way! Growing up in the early 70's we knew all about the Tate-LaBianca murders and by the 80's you had your guys who were were obsessed with this case: the people the ranch and the events that unfolded. We've spent valuable time in the hills too and so it was nostalgic to be around there in the film and the acting was truly wonderful. It was a solid film, it wasn't what I expected, ,but I don't know what I was expecting and had I written a review that evening it might have been different, Did I enjoy it ? That fact that I woke up compelled to give my play-by-play , that I am still thinking about it, apparently in my sleep, is proof enough.