Robert Wm. Gomez's

The Hateful Eight


This was my least favorite of all the Tarantino films I've watched (I still haven't seen Inglorious Basterds). Even Death Proof, which also had shallow characterization and a paper thin plot, managed to entertain me a bit more with its breathless action. But, in the end, I think I enjoyed The Hateful Eight more than not. The music is great and there are plenty of clever moments. I think it was just a general lack of character development and maybe just a bit too much filler that kept this from being great.