THE HATEFUL EIGHT

No one comes in here without a damn good reason.

Director: Quentin Tarantino

Actors: Samuel L. Jackson, Kurt Russell, Jennifer Jason Leigh, Tim Roth and others

Genre: Drama, Mystery, Crime

Duration: 187 minutes

Plot: he in the dead of a Wyoming winter, a bounty hunter and his prisoner find shelter in a cabin currently inhabited by a collection of nefarious characters.

Analysis: let's face the truth here. This is a Quentin's movie we are talking about. So, ipso facto, the main and undisputed protagonist of the film is its director. That said, on with the analysis. Whoever will attempt to watch The Hateful Eight will realise that until the first half of the film, this is perhaps the most mature and solid direction Tarantino has landed in his career. Each and every scene has a unique beauty. The deep colors, the evocative sounds, the spicy dialogs –or even the complete absence of all these things–impart tones of harmony and charm. It is almost like watching a well-executed theatrical play rather than a blogbuster movie. The scenario is excellent, urging you to become part of the film by paying attention to every little detail in order to solve the mystery and the performances are exceptional –fact quite usual for a Quentin's movie, since he is the one who not only put in Hollywood's map a plethora of famous actors such as Samuel L. Jackson, Tim Roth and Christoph Waltz but also ressurected the dying career of John Travolta. In other words, the first ninety minutes of the movie were, in my humble opinion, the finest directional minutes Quentin has ever gifted us.

    But, eventually, the end comes for every good thing and the same happens as we proceed in the second half of the movie, where we watch an excessive revelation of pure... Quentinism! That means blood, shooting, blood, biding, blood, hanging, blood, mutilations and a little more blood. The second half of the film made me feel like watching a little kid building a beautiful castle in the sand and then, without any reason, leveling it furiously to the ground. But this is what Quentin's soul is: the soul of a little kid. A kid determined to create not a perfect movie –even though he could– but simply a movie he would like to see. And this is exactly why we love hating Quentin Tarantino. Because he remains true to himself. An irritating, unconvesional, provocative yet fabulous self.    

Things to notice:

• Quentin's,       
• Tarantino
• crazy direction (and every second of the movie's first half).

Oscar awards (2007):

• one (1) oscar win for: Best Original Score [Ennio Morricone's big moment after 55 years (!) of success and musical masterpieces. It was about damn time].

• two (2) oscar nominations for:

a) Best Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role and

b) Best Achievement in Cinematography.

Personal Evaluation: 7.6/10

Should be watched tonight if: you adore Quentin (and have the stomach for a "little" bit of a bloodbath).

Trailer