Quentin Tarantino’s film Once Upon a Time in Hollywood has been receiving positive reviews. I’ve been a Tarantino fan since, well, Reservoir Dogs. Amid his brand, over-the-top violence and gore, I have considered that he treats the craft with the recognition that’s usually wasted in the controversy. Talking about the movie, it’s amusing, bold, and creative in a race of remakes and comic book films. His execution of sincere homage is so convincing that it turns into his most significant criticism.
Most of the film serves as an ode to the classic time of television and movies. The director has created compelling characters with the immersive journey with no impact on the narrative, which doesn’t signify because of amazing directorial skills rather than a compelling tale.
The story twists in many figures and their descriptions, but it is a vision, which expands to a climax that you may or may not predict.
Movies have two of the biggest film stars playing Hollywood types. Leonardo DiCaprio is Rick Dalton, and his sole companion is his stunt double Cliff Booth (Brad Pitt). Both characters are in exceedingly excellent form, each offering funny, complex, and layered performances.
I liked Brad’s role the most, but Leo matched his own performance. A definite see-it-in-theatre movie. There are shots of exchange and laugh out loud bits that reward your curious mind. Expect everything you would from Tarantino, but also what you didn’t.
In conclusion, Once Upon a Time in Hollywood feels more significant since it might be one of the last films we receive from Tarantino. He walks the minefield of its artistic aspects with a peculiar, unexpected sensitivity that neither makes it feel crass or exploitative.