What’s the cost of a human life? For bounty hunter Dr. King Schultz it can run between $200 to $7,500 depending on the person, but for a slave named Django, the number is decidedly different.
This is the story that Quentin Tarantino told in his latest flick Django Unchained. The previews would have you believe that the acclaimed director only interested in making a total of 10 movies throughout his career (he’s at seven in case you’re keeping count) has made a slave-turned-bounty-hunter flick into a new-aged blaxploitation.
And it can be, at parts (silly, period-jumping dialogue tends to do that).
In short, Tarantino is a masterfully skilled artist, placing shots in certain positions so as to paint multiple pictures within one scene.
As a writer here, he falters.
Django follows lead character played by Oscar-winner Jamie Foxx, intent on rescuing his wife, Broomhilda, from her overzealous slave owner who pins his servants against others like a c-ck-fight, and doesn’t blink at the blood shed. Broomhilda’s owner, Calvin Candie (played by Leonard DiCaprio) is a classic psychopath. The kind that loses his cool, and sweats out the gel in his hair, all before calmly getting back on track and trying to kill someone. This has all been done before, and even though there are times where sections of the film feel like a parody of a bad Western, the undeniable commitment of the cast members is palpable.
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