On the off chance that any living producer has given a worthy reason time and again to escape the house and move down to a movie local theater, it would be Quentin Tarantino. For a man who has said he would retire after his tenth film to end on a high note, his recent work demonstrates that he’s rightly going to fulfill that cinematic prophecy.
The Hateful Eight in many fronts is Tarantino comeback big time to where he began with Reservoir Dogs, a tension filled, dialog driven standoff with energetic shady characters and an allegorical ticking time bomb under the table that would make Alfred Hitchcock give the thumbs up.
Funny, The Hateful Eight feels like a flawless spiritual pal piece to Django Unchained, after Robert Richardson’s mind blowing cinematography exploits the Ultra Panavision 70 clearing through the lovely mountains in a post-Civil War Wyoming snowstorm, the story settles in Minnie’s Haberdashery for the rest of the three hour running time and earns each moment we sitback and spend with eight drawing in characters that live up to the film’s title.
This firmly interwoven character driven combo is a huge reminder of how incredible Tarantino is with handling actors, an unmistakable example being Samuel L. Jackson as Major Marquis Warren – his most rounded and sharp performance since Jackie Brown.
Expectedly, Tarantino also demonstrates why his most favorite on-screen characters are underrated, making Walton Goggins as Chris Mannix the greatest astonishment, taking each minute he’s afforded without falling back on ham-fisted showboating. Jennifer Jason Leigh as Daisy Domergue is explosive and I couldn’t picture any other individual as this character. She’s was the perfect act for this role.
Balancing this remarkable movie cast is Kurt Russell, Demián Bichir, Tim Roth, Michael Madsen, Bruce Dern and to wrap things up, and exticing feature of Channing Tatum. Ennio Morricone has created a superb score that is brimming with suspence and incorporates three unused tracks from John Carpenter’s The Thing, which in many ways also have an immense impact on this film as well.
Of course, it just wouldn’t be a Tarantino film without some of his pop jukebox enchantment to complete the icing of the film and you can expect some fun inspired picks by the likes of David Hess, The White Stripes and Roy Orbison.
A thought-out intermission brings up the unraveling mystery as the tension soared higher where Tarantino gives way for his trademark bloody carnage to explode like the fireworks of July, leaving yet another memorable addition to his great filmography.
Despite the fact that it’s heart breaking to know he has just two more before he resigns, it puts a grin all over realizing that he’s going to make the most of those two. In the event that you have a craving for going to the messy old west with eight of the most furiously shady entertaining characters this side of the cold mountain for three hours of cinematic anarchy and happiness over the holidays and into the New Year, I can promise that The Hateful Eight won’t disappoint you.
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