Once Upon a Time... in Hollywood

Once Upon a Time... In Hollywood is a signature Tarantino film, packed with big names, stylish direction, and a deep love for old-school Hollywood. The plot? Well, it’s more of a wandering journey than a structured story. Things happen, characters interact, but there isn’t much tying it all together in a traditional sense. That’s expected from Tarantino, he’s more about moments than narratives. The slow-paced intro sets the tone, but it doesn’t really pick up in a way that makes you feel a sense of urgency. The directing is classic Tarantino, with his trademark long conversations, sudden bursts of energy, and, of course, his obsession with feet. The cinematography nails the late '60s aesthetic, from the lighting to the vintage sets, making Hollywood feel alive in every frame. Camera work is bold, sometimes chaotic, but never dull. Acting-wise, DiCaprio and Pitt carry the film effortlessly, delivering performances that feel natural and engaging. The sheer number of recognizable faces adds to the spectacle, making every scene feel like a who’s who of Hollywood. The script has its moments, sharp dialogue and some solid character work, but the comedy often feels forced rather than organic. The soundtrack, however, is one of the film’s strongest elements, blending iconic tracks that perfectly fit the era and mood. Overall, it’s an experience more than a story, and while the pacing drags at times, the world it builds is captivating enough to keep you watching. I wouldn’t call it a masterpiece, but it’s an enjoyable ride if you’re in the mood for something that values atmosphere and performances over a tightly woven plot.

This film didn't quite hit the mark for me. It felt excessively long, dragging on without captivating my interest, ultimately leaving me feeling bored and disconnected. While many may have found it fantastic, I struggled to connect with the storyline and found it to be disjointed and lacking coherence. While the film received praise from critics and fans alike, my personal preference leans towards action-packed movies that keep me engaged and entertained. I value excitement and thrill in a film, seeking an immersive experience that keeps me on the edge of my seat, rather than one that relies heavily on drawn-out dialogue that fails to hold my attention.

In theory, this ought to have been excellent. Di Caprio and Pitt together with Tarantino and a sprinkling of Sharon Tate (Margot Robbie). Well, eventually - after maybe 2 hours, or so, we get something akin to what I was expecting. The long, ponderous road to this conclusion has been described by some as a sort of "love story". Hmmm, I think they are being kind. There is a bond between the two gents but it isn't really worthy of comment. I don't see how it significantly differs from the bond any partnership might form after many years of working together. Boo hoo, "Dalton" (Di Caprio) is a bit of an alcoholic who has become typecast and doesn't get the parts he used to. Well how many other actors have ended up in the same boat? "Booth" Pitt's character has very little to get his teeth into; except perhaps at the end and if you do expect anything substantial from Sharon Tate, then think again. Sorry, but this is a seriously long and over-rated swipe at too many late 60's Hollywood stereotypes for me.