Tarantino's gross disinterest in actual history turns me off.
The smugness I can take. The pretentious self-congratulatory film-making I can tolerate. But the utter indifference to the nuance of an era, let alone a reasonable sense of accuracy, just gives me a sad. After the Jews-machine-gunning-Hitler sequence that jumped Inglorious Basterds well over the shark...I'm not sure I'll even bother with Django.
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