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I watched both old and new Django!
Toney 2022-04-21 09:01:09
I looked for "Django" from Italy in 1966, and it's a classic! The whole article has the taste of Gu Long. Did Gu Long start writing novels in 1966? Wilderness, dead town, tavern, prostitute, gold, enemy, dead love, the new love at first sight gives the male protagonist warmth and hope to continue to live. The setting of this scene, plot, and character relationship are all "gulong"! In the end, the scene where the male protagonist and the enemy duel was really a big reversal. It was a surprise at the last minute! . At the beginning of the film, the male protagonist walks alone in the wilderness dragging a coffin, which reminds me of Fu Hongxue walking limpingly; the first time he drew five bullets and five people in a row, reminded me of Xiao Li Fei In the end, his hands were abolished and he was still able to buckle the gun to kill the enemy in seconds. This is not like the world's number one left-handed sword, Jing Wuming, whose left hand was chopped, but people discovered that his right-handed sword is actually stronger than his left-handed sword. Faster! Chinese martial arts novels, Western films in Europe and America, it is very interesting to read and associate. If Quentin's new "Django" is a mashup of popular platters, then this old "Django" is a classic Western cologne. Each has its own merits, but they are all "fresh"!
Extended Reading
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Estevan 2022-03-25 09:01:05
Although the path of purely linear narrative is taken, the degree of recognition is still very high. It does not hesitate to blood plasma or words. It is done in one go. A few paragraphs—especially the two places of table negotiation and study shaking hands—are explosive; but when Quentin is in While flying around, I actually played the very positive emotions of you and the righteousness in a serious manner. I always feel that this is unscientific and lacks a bit of evil-except for Samuel Jackson, he is the most good
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Stuart 2021-10-20 18:58:23
Quentin's care is enough to snicker and look down on all beings. I think the most powerful thing about him is that he can make all the big-name actors lose themselves collectively in his movies and be injected into the Kun-style cunning accent. Of course, this kind of accent is not only manifested in the characters, the soundtrack, mirroring and lines are all Quentin Faner, good, cheap, rough, and can't be copied. Who's the nigger? Django, D is silent.
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Big Daddy: [instructing raiding party] Now unless they start shooting first, nobody shoot 'em. That's way too simple for these jokers. We're gonna whoop that nigger lover to death! And I am personally gonna strip and clip that gaboon myself!
[puts on bag]
Big Daddy: Damn! I can't see fuckin' shit outta this thing.
Unnamed Baghead: We ready or what?
Big Daddy: Naw, hold on, I'm fuckin' with my eye holes.
[rips bag]
Big Daddy: Oh. Oh, shit.
[takes off bag]
Big Daddy: Ah, I just made it worse.
Unnamed Baghead: Who made this goddamn shit?
Other Unnamed Baghead: Willard's wife.
Willard: Well, make your own goddamn mask!
Big Daddy: Look. Nobody's sayin' they don't appreciate what Jenny did.
Unnamed Baghead: Well, if all I had to do was cut a hole in a bag, I coulda cut it better than this!
Other Unnamed Baghead: What about you, Robert? Can you see?
Robert: Not too good. I mean, if I don't move my head I can see you pretty good, more or less. But when I start ridin', the bag's movin' all over, and I - I'm ridin' blind.
Bag Head #2: [rips bag] Shit. I just made mine worse. Anybody bring any extra bags?
Unnamed Baghead: No! Nobody brought an extra bag!
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Unnamed Baghead: [raiding party is discussing their bags] Do we have to wear 'em when we ride?
Big Daddy: Oh, well shitfire! If you don't wear 'em as you ride up, that just defeats the purpose!
Unnamed Baghead: Well, I can't see in this fuckin' thing!
[takes bag off]
Unnamed Baghead: I can't breathe in this fuckin' thing, and I can't ride in this fuckin' thing!
Willard: Well fuck all y'all! I'm going home! You know, I watched my wife work all day gettin' thirty bags together for you ungrateful sons of bitches! And all I can hear is criticize, criticize, criticize! From now on, don't ask me or mine for nothin'!
Big Daddy: Now look. Let's not forget why we're here. We gotta kill a nigger over that hill there! And we gotta make a lesson out of him!
Bag Head #2: Okay, I'm confused. Are the bags on or off?
Robert: I think... we all think the bag was a nice idea. But - not pointin' any fingers - they coulda been done better. So, how 'bout, no bags this time - but next time, we do the bags right, and then we go full regalia.
[all agree]
Big Daddy: Wait a minute! I didn't say 'no bags'!
Bag Head #2: But nobody can see.
Big Daddy: So?
Bag Head #2: So, it'd be nice to see.
Big Daddy: Goddammit! This is a raid! I can't see! You can't see! So what? All that matters is can the fuckin' horse see? That's a raid!