The Hateful Eight Review: Tarantino slows it down, continues to bend the rules, and crafts another gem

Long after Quentin Tarantino’s career is said and done – no matter how polarized the debate over his impact on cinema – film nerds and students alike might very well turn to his latest picture, The Hateful Eight, as the one that is the most Tarantino-esque of his catalogue. That is to say, a gritty, consistently suspenseful, dialogue-drowned opus that blends multiple genres together in ways no else can, and in a manner that is immensely satisfying, whether that satisfaction comes in bullets or sheer filmmaking brawn.

Tarantino’s eighth feature begins with bounty hunter John Ruth, otherwise known as “The Hangman”, transporting the captured Daisy Domergue to Red Rock to collect his reward, but not before running into old acquaintances and being forced to stop at shelter along the way at Minnie’s Haberdashery due to a storm as threatening as the characters the film boasts.

In typical Tarantino fashion, it takes a good 40 or so minutes to get to Minnie’s, where the real fun begins. But although the film isn’t shy about being vastly different from recent Tarantino flicks like Inglourious Bastereds and Django Unchained, that doesn’t mean it’s any less entertaining, which is a testament to Tarantino’s growth as a filmmaker all while staying true to what he does best: bending the rules to his will.

The film is almost perfectly cast, another staple of Tarantino’s catalogue. Each character truly is nefarious in their own way, giving the audience feelings of moral ambiguity and conflict the more they immerse themselves in the world. Each character certainly has a story to tell, and they all more or less get appropriate time to tell it.

Sam Jackson, like the rest of the titular eight, has his own shady backstory in his biggest Tarantino role in over two decades.
Sam Jackson, like the rest of the titular eight, has his own shady backstory in his biggest Tarantino role in over two decades.

Jennifer Jason Leigh (The Machinist, Road to Perdition) should get an Oscar nomination as the devilish Domergue, Walton Goggins (Django Unchained, The Bourne Identity) is consistently hilarious as Sheriff Chris Mannix, and Samuel L. Jackson (The Avengers, Django Unchained) delights, as always, in the biggest role he’s lent by Tarantino since Pulp Fiction.

Part of Tarantino’s mastery is his seemingly natural ability to blend genres so well and in a way that, no matter how over-the-top his movies get, it’s all still totally believable. He does that here to an extent never before displayed by him in his most dialogue-heavy film since Reservoir Dogs, and even then probably even more.

At times hard to endure, at times impossible to look away, the film’s tension is always ramping up, up, up to the limits that only Tarantino dares to explore, making the audience simultaneously uncomfortable and entranced in the process.

Tarantino continues to craft compelling characters, this time ensuring that no one is easy to root for.
Tarantino continues to craft compelling characters, this time ensuring that no one is easy to root for.

While those introduced to Tarantino via Django or Basterds or even the Kill Bill saga might find the film a bit of a chore to watch, those who have been with him since the beginning know that in many ways this is him flexing his strongest muscles. The spectacle is substantially ramped down, but the writing is as sharp as ever, the suspense building ever so ostensibly with every monologue until the eventual bursting-of-the-top execution that Tarantino has made a staple in his works. All the while, the movie is also absolutely hilarious in ways that will make you feel guilty, like you’re one of the titular eight themselves. 

Similarly, it’s a struggle to find a hero like, say, Django, because there simply isn’t one. No grand journey is undertaken, and the characters are as self-relying as they are layered in morality, playing into Tarantino’s desire to destroy cinematic cliches and create his own. The result is decidedly bleaker than many of his more popular films, but just as powerful, like the blizzard that leads to the mayhem that The Hateful Eight results in.

Aiding the masterful script that will lock down Tarantino’s fourth Best Original Screenplay Academy Award nomination – and perhaps his third win – is the first Western score by master composer Ennio Morricone in 40 years, one that is so readily accessible and impactful in the film’s buildup that you wonder at times how this is Tarantino’s first time working with him.

Although it may at first seem a callback to Reservoir Dogs, The Hateful Eight’s boldness in the unorthodox by confining its cast, and the audience, to one setting for most of its almost two-and-a-half-hour runtime pays off in dividends only Tarantino can conjure up. Minnie’s Haberdashery is a battlefield, a chessboard even, in itself, with multiple parts and seemingly endless details that fit as much into the characters’ schemes as they themselves do.

As Tarantino did with Django, The Hateful Eight also explores very relevant themes of racial hierarchy and justice through its subtleties, making early 2016 an appropriate time as ever to discuss the issues as the post-Civil War period it’s set in. There are powerful messages that, when thought over after the credits roll, have the audience imagining similar scenarios and tensions playing out in modern society.

It does all lead to truly immense and satisfying payoffs, ones that include as many surprises as the buildup, in the form of flying bullets and brains and mixed motivations, lending the audience a sense of respect for letting Tarantino play around with the cinematic rules in ways that modern cinema rarely succeeds at, let alone attempts.

In a Nutshell

Buoyed by a strong cast, script and score, Tarantino crafts yet another masterpiece, one that still distinguishes itself from his recent films while still being able to call itself a true, perhaps the truest, of Tarantino films.

9.4 / 10

 

 

The Hateful Eight is rated R for strong bloody violence, a scene of violent sexual content, language and some graphic nudity

Starring: Samuel L. Jackson, Kurt Russell, Jennifer Jason Leigh, Walton Goggins

Directed by Quentin Tarantino

2015

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