Soulless

Rating: Null/10 (23 December 2015)

The Hateful Eight is an absolute unmitigated disaster and a complete embarrassment for all associated with it.
There is not a single character you give a damn about. The story moves as slowly as molasses. The plot is almost non-existent. The genius at the helm decided to shoot a movie in 70mm and have Ennio Morricone write the score, and then decided to set the entire damn movie in one room.
Remember that Quentin Tarantino snappy dialogue? No sign of it here. The entire movie sounds and looks like a bad high school production of a badly written stage play.
When everyone starts projectile vomiting blood all over each other and getting shot in the nether regions, and it isn't interesting, cool, or even mildly diverting. It's just over-the-top and soulless.
That's the word I'd use to describe Hateful Eight: Soulless. The work of an arrogant director who thinks everything he does is so awesome that he doesn't need to bother caring about the product he produces. A bunch of actors who don't convey for one second that they care at all about what they are doing, all of them reading a screenplay where nobody has bothered make you care about about a single one of them.
The only reason I made it to the end of it was because I truly believed it HAD to get better at some point. Unfortunately, it never did.
I've kind of soured on Tarantino over the years, but I was still eagerly anticipating The Hateful Eight. From the opening credits when he bills it as literally "The eighth film by Quentin Tarantino" on down, every single thing in this movie is not only done with ineptitude, but is covered with a veneer of arrogance that is more offensive and shocking than Tarantino's gratuitous use of the 'n-word' and blasé attitude about everyone taking turns beating the crap out of a woman.
Better movies than this go straight to cable/Netflix every day.