english pete and grouch

What a ride I had this afternoon!
Where to, you ask?
Out to the wild, wild west of Wyoming, at the end of the 19th century.
Yippee-kiy-YAY!!!
Let's see if you can guess the movie!

Here's the recipe:
Take two bounty hunters in a blizzard, one with three dead to be exchanged for cash and the other with a live murderess to be hanged.
Add one would-be sheriff of the very town they are heading for to collect their rewards. for a little variety, make one of the bounty hunters black.
Oh, and make him former cavalry, too.
Scramble together in a stagecoach, then pour out into a haberdashery on the mountain.
Now, carefully add one Confederate general, one hangman, one writer, and a Mexican named Bob.
Sit back for the next two hours and watch as the plot thickens and the tension rises.
Enjoy!

Have you guessed?
But, of course!
It's the eighth film from Quentin Tarantino!
Truly, I like "The Hateful Eight" almost as much as "Pulp Fiction" - and I love that movie! And the two "Kill Bill" films, too! So many interwoven story lines! So much memorable dialogue! Incredible action!
And let's not overlook the beautifully orchestrated movements!
And the great soundtrack!

I know, I hear what you're saying.
"Is this the same person who was just complaining about the coarseness in a movie just the other day? We know Tarantino pulls no punches with language!"

True, his films definitely have plenty of blue-speak.
But guess what?
This one did not have nearly as much as "Dirty Grandpa" did.
Seriously.
And whatever such language was in this western belonged there.
These were desperate men in dire circumstances - the wording was perfectly in place for such a bleak setting.

Such a good film!
Thanks, Quentin!
For a man of 52, you're back at the top of your game again!