Once Upon A Time...I Walked Out

Rating: 1/10 (30 January 2020)

There is no story, just set pieces of good-looking actors being good looking. Brad Pitt does "Brad Pitt." Leo does his usual self-satire of a bawling actor. Whatsername plays Sharon Tate's filthy bare feet. And then there are a bunch of unknown actors doing SCTV-level impressions of other mostly unknown actors. Who cares.
I've never understood America's fascination with that cross-eyed weirdo and his un-bathed followers so none of that stuff interested me in the least. Roman Polanski similarly does not interest me.
This movie illustrates once and for all that if Tarantino can't spill blood on the screen he has absolutely nothing to say. I had that figured out with Jackie Brown and it was reinforced with the interminable talking scenes in the Kill Bills but this cements it.
Once Upon a Time is actually worse than The Irishman, which I had previously thought was going to sail through the year as the longest, most self-indulgennt film churned out by an over-rated director featuring over-rated actors in 2019.