Suck it, hippies!
Quentin Tarantino, and his characters in this fantasy retelling of Hollywood history, don’t much cotton to the great unwashed.
What they do enjoy are quality booze, cigarette smoke, old-school movies (and the dudes who made them), and a heapin’ helpin’ of the ol’ ultra-violence.
And yet, beneath the bluster and machismo, the film delivers some of its finest moments when it gets seriously melancholy.
Leonardo Di Caprio’s struggling actor trying to rediscover his mojo, or Margot Robbie’s ethereal Sharon Tate being given a new destiny straight out of a movie script, those are the magical money shots.