Saw Django with the girlf the other day. It was pretty awesome; Tarantino delivered another stylistic movie that was markedly a Tarantino film…I love the flair of disbelief he injects into his films. Much of what was on the screen was unbelievable and exaggerated…but it was unbelievable and exaggerated to drive forth the the points and themes of the stories.
It was VERY violent, though. Again, the blood and violence was exaggerated…but goddamn it was graphic. Especially near the end. Nothing was off limits in this film; the old couple in front of us stared in shocked disbelief. The old woman, after a bit, shielded her eyes and the man kept staring, mouth agape. I thought for a moment we’d have to call an ambulance.