Let down by Tarantino's childishness

Rating: 4/10 (21 December 2015)

It might be reasonably obvious to some that Tarantino kind of wants to be black. And that he has a 14 year old boys fixation with crude jokes, splatter horror. It may also be obvious to some that he takes some joy in sadism, the pain of others.
Basically all of that plays into this film as with all his recents, which sadly suffers for it. What we have in the film is a great set- up, a well conceived plot, some reasonably competent acting of the, as usual comic bookish characters and excellent soundtracking.
The whole thing would hang pretty well - indeed even be a film classic, except that the movie is mired by T's heavy fixation with racism, his complete anachronistic approach to language and characters, juvenile humour, splatter effects without art, realism, or humour, and the "for a time seemingly absent" sadism that characterized his recent revenge porn, which returns briefly also in this movie.
I do wonder what he would be like if he were black - probably less fixated with self-depreciating his own race, and characterizing black characters in a cartoonish and vaguely offensive manner. I also wonder what it would be like if he had ever shot a gun, or been in a fight, rather than gained all his knowledge of violence, and human anatomy from unrealistic movies. I mean it's not clear that he intends any realism at all, his movies are comic bookish, but it seems sad for someone so fixated on violence, to have never done it, like a virgin writing ten movies about orgies (and getting everything a little wrong because of it).
I wonder if he will ever do a movie that doesn't have what has become a dull and silly fashion, fixate on low impact splatter/violence. It's not quite ridiculous or interesting enough to laugh, unlike pulp fiction or evil dead, its tired and played out, and lacks the art of manga, or kill bill. No real drama either. It's kind of like. Oh there's T again, I wonder when he will hit puberty, or at least give this shlock any emotional impact.
I keep hoping for the character and story compelling strength of Kill Bill or Jackie Brown, but I fear those qualities may have been imbued entirely by the genre's and movies he was plagurizing.
In summary, this film unlike Django etc, does actually have some redeeming features. Features that could even be considered great. But Tarantino's childishness really interferes heavily. The violence is not funny or truly silly like deathproof or pulp fiction. It's not gritty or realistic or artful. The dialogue is not funny. It's like that charm that all of us thought tarintino had was borrowed, a great imitator, that has yet to show any sign of maturing as a film maker.