“The Hateful Eight” is unlike something the man has ever made. I am a fan of the kind of story-telling which breaks the story into separate chapters (a la Kill Bill) and it was nice to see QT bringing back that thing here. In the end, The Hateful Eight stands as a grandeur of a film, which is not perfect by all means, and too much long (thanks to the poor editing, I guess), but still a great mystery thriller masquerading as a snowboarding western. This one, might not be as entertaining as his earlier films (keeping aside Death Proof, of course), but still Quentin Tarantino should be lauded for his eighth effort. The ninth, I hope tops this one.
Tag: Jennifer Jason Leigh
Why do we pray? Why do we bow? More or less it’s because we believe or at least anticipate that there is someone out there that’s listening. Someone is seeing every crack, fracture and imperfection you have, and is trying to heal. It’s scary to give into that belief, that thought of someone. What if that guy doesn’t has the best intention? What if he truly wants to hurt us? What if he sees all those imperfections, leave us hoping?
The Fregoli hallucinates the first person into believing there is no second person. And the third person is on a very thin thread between the the first, the second and the third. Shifting gears to be in the shadows of the first. But they are all puppets in the hand of a handler who is devoid of a natural connection searching for a perfect anomaly. He names her so to make her mortal in a world that is all the same, but he has forgotten the signs of life. Even her eating habit can make him slip into the void he was already in.