It’s out soon, this weekend I think. Won’t be going to see it though. What happened to Tarantino? And I’m not talking about his spelling.  He made stylised, quirky films with a passing nod at other genres. Then somewhere along the line he got scared and decided his “style” would become a caricature of itself with the characters’ dialogue duelling with the screenplay for most cringe-worthy.  Kill Bill was well on the way there. Death Proof, need I say more.

Jackie Brown’s my favourite. Doesn’t look like he’s in any danger of surpassing that. Tarantino at his best.