"Tarantinotude"

Rating: 9/10 (23 January 2014)

This, ladies and gentlemen, is the greatest Quentin Tarantino film ever made. It certainly rivals Inglourious Basterds and sometimes I even go back and forth between which of the films is more fantastic. But time after time, I keep coming back to John Travolta with long hair and Samuel L. Jackson with an afro, arguing over foot massages and accidentally shooting young black men in the head. Not to mention Bruce Willis's awe-inspiring line which has now turned into a band: "Zed's Dead." I don't know the name for the feeling that overcomes a person when one sees something that might just be TOO cool, but whatever it is, it keeps coming back as the film progresses, and it somehow even becomes more enjoyable. I'm going to call it "Tarantinotude." The emotion that makes your jaw drop; not because you're seeing something especially grotesque or insane, but because you just can't comprehend the fact that a scene could be so inexplicably BAD-ASS.