I'm the Devil. And I'm here to do the Devil's business.
Tarantino sets up so many compelling plot points and character arcs that go nowhere. The film shuffles along for more than 2 hours before that last act hits and you remember that yes this is a Tarantino film and you can’t roll the credits without a (unusually non stylised) violence rampage. It relies too heavily on being a love letter to the 1960s and that’s not enough. There’s so…
Good and evil, right and wrong were invented for the ordinary average man, the inferior man, because he needs them.
Jimmy Stewart is fantastic as always even if he felt he was miscast and the technical experimentation although perhaps not as effective as it was hoping is still reasonably compelling. The homosexual subtext is particularly interesting and quite overt for the time period but the metaphor for Nazism wasn’t handled quite as well. Still, credit is due to this film for handling multiple socially tabboo subjects.