Patrick Bateman
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Denied! 
Yeah, no.
Yeah, no.
Yeah, no.
Saw it a second time and realized that James Remar (Dexter's Dad), plays two characters in the film:
1) Right at the beginning, he plays Ace Speck. The first person that Dr. Schultz kills.
2) Then secondly, as Candle's henchmen Butch Pooch.
Was surprised I didn't catch it the first time... seems weird that QT would have him play two characters, though.
As it's been said numerous times in this thread, QT casted Remar in two roles as a nod to older filmmakers who used the same method while making their spaghetti westerns.
As it's been said numerous times in this thread, QT casted Remar in two roles as a nod to older filmmakers who used the same method while making their spaghetti westerns.
Guys, what was the deal with the chick who had the ninja mask and was living with the rednecks on Candie's plantation? I never figured that out.
Guys, what was the deal with the chick who had the ninja mask and was living with the rednecks on Candie's plantation? I never figured that out.
Guys, what was the deal with the chick who had the ninja mask and was living with the rednecks on Candie's plantation? I never figured that out.
Oh crap, totally forgot about that!! I thought it was building up to something but...who knows? Probably some character that's gonna be in a future QT movie...
she died with the others when Django shot up their cabin.
And how.
What a succient and concise argument. If like to subscribe to your news letter perhaps.Yeah, no.
What a succient and concise argument. If like to subscribe to your news letter perhaps.
Such an amazing soundtrack too. Smiled so many times just because of the use of music.
Saw this movie on New Years Eve and I love it. It's up there with Inglorious Basterds to me.
And one of the reasons might be because my friends now call me Black Hercules.
Saw this movie on New Years Eve and I love it. It's up there with Inglorious Basterds to me.
And one of the reasons might be because my friends now call me Black Hercules.
EskimoJoe
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(Today, 05:02 PM)
EskimoJoe
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(Today, 05:02 PM)
Haha!
I don't get it.
The new Quentin Tarantino picture, Django Unchained, stars Jamie Foxx as a slave named Django, and mid-nineteenth-century America as the chains. Our hero is freed by Dr. Schultz (Christoph Waltz), a bounty hunter posing as a dentist, who appears to have escaped from a Buñuel film; trim of beard and florid of rhetoric, he would rather die than act uncivilly, and would rather kill than prolong an unsavory argument. He needs Django as a witness, to identify potential targets, and the pair become a team, dispatching wanted men and handing over the corpses for cash.
The first half of the tale is skillfully balanced, the best thing that Tarantino has done since Jackie Brown, and its comedy bristles with barbs. To watch a posse of marauding Klansmen, hooded with white bags, complain that they cant see through the eyeholes is to wish dearly that D. W. Griffith, who lauded the Klan in The Birth of a Nation, were at ones side. But something happens to the pace and the poise of Django Unchained as the hunters head South and the screen fills with the word Mississippi. Here resides Calvin Candie (Leonardo DiCaprio), slave owner, brocaded fop, and master of Candyland, the plantation estate where his subjects toil, among them Broomhilda (Kerry Washington), Djangos wife. But is Tarantino truly engaged with those subjects? He is happy to film whippings, in unstinting detail, or the incarceration of Broomhilda, whom Django has come to save. Yet she barely exists as a character, and even Django seems to morph from a near-silent sufferer into an avenging angel, grinning in glory, without passing through the usual stages of personhood. What really grips Tarantino is the chance to bait us, as he has done before, with metronomic mentions of the N-worduttered with especial relish by Stephen (Samuel L. Jackson), the majordomo of Candyland, and the most terrifying of Uncle Toms.
The reason for the crawl and slither of these later scenes is plain: the director is coiling himself, as is his wont, for an apocalypse of blood. Dr. Schultz triggers it with one brief deed. I couldnt resist, he says, and that mix of mock-apology and merry boast is purest Tarantino. He has such a fine eye, and his travelling shots of horses and riders are a hint of what tremendous cowboy flicks he might have made, in a straighter age, but his films continue to be snared in a tangle of morality and style. Tarantino is dangerously in love with the look of evil, and all he can counter it with is coolnot strength of purpose, let alone goodness of heart, but simple comeuppance, issued with merciless panache. That is what Django delivers, and its the least that Candie deserves, together with other defenders of the Southern status quo: such, at any rate, will be the claim of Tarantinos fans, although I was disturbed by their yelps of triumphant laughter, at the screening I attended, as a white woman was blown away by Djangos gun. By the time Tarantino shows up as a redneck with an unexplained Australian accent, Django Unchained has mislaid its melancholy, and its bitter wit, and become a raucous romp. It is a tribute to the spaghetti Western, cooked al dente, then cooked a while more, and finally sauced to death.
Great film is great. Still was too long for its own good. You didn't notice it except that it started to suffer from "multiple ending syndrome".
Anthony Lane said:By the time Tarantino shows up as a redneck with an unexplained Australian accent, Django Unchained has mislaid its melancholy, and its bitter wit, and become a raucous romp. It is a tribute to the spaghetti Western, cooked al dente, then cooked a while more, and finally sauced to death.
I agree. Not bad enough that I was bored, though.Great film is great. Still was too long for its own good. You didn't notice it except that it started to suffer from "multiple ending syndrome".
While I'm painfully self-conscious of my tendency to fall back on food-related metaphors in my film reviews, if you're gonna make a food metaphor, this is a pretty good one.
Sauced. to DEATH.
Tasty sauce, too.
But if you're intending to cook al dente, the last thing you want to do is cook it even more beyond that.
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Can anyone find a gif of Django pulling his scarf down just before this?:
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That smile ha gave Schultz, and then Schultz tips the bullet casing out the hat like a champ...
The song during that scene fit perfect as well.
This one I think ?
http://youtu.be/yFsFKJvnEIA
I think that was the song during the training montage but I dunno if it was still playing at that point