Juvenile gore bore gun nut recycles same old revenge theme

Rating: 1/10 (11 February 2016)

What would happen if you held Tarantino down on the floor, blew his head off with a shotgun and watched it disappear in a wall splatter? You'd get this movie. This recycled blaxploitation revenge western, which was just like the last bounty-hunter n-word revenge pic, same same but different, but twice as long, twice as boring, and just like the revenge movie before that, the Nazi one, but less people died this time...
OK, anyway, this TV movie (except episodes are called "chapters", ooh, that's so literary high brow) has been released in a retro 70s-film format that means nothing to me or relieves the tediousness of lots of people getting blown away with guns, but the snow photography looks nice until it is set in a studio-set cabin with lots of boring dialogue from clichéd characters no-one cares about because, well, they're all boring psychopaths, like all Tarantino characters.
Anyway, finally, after all that boring dialogue, they shoot the guts out of each other, like every other Tarantino movie. But wait, I forgot, there's a woman psychopath in this one, because as we all know, honey bunny, Tarantino understands and portrays women with unrivalled depth and nuance. Punch her in the face, cover her in gore, and give her an Oscar. Quentin is a genius!
And that's the end, hopefully, and we won't have to watch another juvenile Tarantino movie, desperately hoping for the originality of Pulp Fiction, but left with just another tedious, blood drenched, revenge themed genre remake.