In his past two movies, Tarantino has ascended to a new level of filmmaking craftsmanship and narrative sophistication. And yet, probably because he came of age in a video store and has never quite lost the autodidact's air of bullish authority, some high-minded critics and cultural arbiters can't bring themselves to take him seriously as an intellectual. That was evident in some of the more knee-jerk evaluations of Inglourious Basterds, and it is already swirling in the air around Django, too.
But like all of the best pop art, Tarantino's film is both seriously entertaining and seriously thoughtful, rattling the cage of race in America on-screen and off-, the coveted "freedom papers" that give Django his emancipation standing in for another black man's long-form birth certificate. So it seems only fitting that when Tarantino's new Western hero rides off toward the horizon, he is silhouetted not by sunset but rather by a raging ball of Wagnerian fire.
Jamie Fox and Leonardo DiCaprio in Django
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DJANGO UNCHAINED | Written and directed by Quentin Tarantino | The Weinstein Company | Citywide