Director: Quentin Tarantino
Cast: Jamie Foxx, Christoph Waltz, Leonardo DiCaprio, Kerry Washington
Grade: A well-deserved A
Only Tarantino could get away with something as racially-touchy as this movie. Luckily for the world, we were graced with a talented filmmaker who knows how to create unique and thoroughly entertaining films that romanticize violence and utilize our intelligence.
Bloodthirsty and ready to form a better life, former slave Django (Foxx ) embarks on a journey with a clever, gun-handy “dentist” by the name of King Schultz (Waltz) and takes on the occupation of a bounty hunter. Discovering that he has a natural talent for killing the white man, Schultz takes Django on as his confidante and they travel throughout the south killing wanted men and collecting a paycheck. However, Django also has the intention of finding his long-lost wife Broomhilda (Washington) who is under the care of pseudo suave plantation owner Calvin Candie (DiCaprio). With Schultz help, Django devises a scheme to try to win back his wife with very little blood-splatter. But it wouldn’t be Tarantino if there wasn’t an excessive amount of blood…
What makes a Tarantino movie great is the use of serious conviction doused with humorous irony in almost everything he does. His movies always seem to be odes or fantastical representations of genres that already exist. With this twisting of conventions he has mastered his own style of filmmaking that is entirely his own and thus branded himself as one of those people in the movie industry who could be emulated. The heart of this movie is an unobtainable romance, but also a priceless buddy caper that features two endearing individuals (Foxx and Waltz) despite their racial differences. Granted, they are bonding over killing people for money, but hey, what’s the price of friendship anyways?