Quentin Tarantino is an artist. His craft may be punchy scripts, dark humour, long haul films and ultra-violence but he is an artist nonetheless. That being said, here he presents his masterpiece, Django Unchained.
Set two years before the Civil War, Django Unchained follows a slave (our titular character played by Jamie Foxx) who is freed by a dentist cum bounty hunter, Dr King Schultz. In order for that freedom, Django must help Schultz find The Brittle Brothers. An unlikely friendship is built and Schultz agrees to help Django free his wife Broomhilda (Kerry Washington) from cruel plantation owner Calvin D Candie (Leonardo DiCaprio), leaving whatever trail in their wake.
The acting is of the highest standards; Jamie Foxx plays it soft as the dignified Django and as his character develops, so does he. It’s an intriguing story and Foxx pulls us in to it, coaxing us to feel his pain and soon urging to taste his vengeance. But as well as Foxx does, he is simply outdone by Christoph Waltz as the ever eloquent German Dr Schultz. Tarantino admitted that he wrote the part for Waltz and that is clear throughout. Only Waltz could wrap his tongue around such funny dark stuff and deliver an outstanding performance. Much like his turn as Hans Landa in Inglourious Basterds (though certainly a different side of the coin), Waltz is by far the most magnetic figure up there. Waltz’ charm, charisma and scene stealing lines are just many of the reasons why he is nominated for gold. At the points he isn’t in the film, you actually miss him.
That’s because Tarantino’s screenplay and direction are just that good. Every fine detail within this movie is thoroughly thought out. He times everything to perfection. He utilises epic scenery and grand vantage points as well as transporting us effectively to the era. There is violence but it is so outrageous that it fits perfectly into the film. The storyline is fresh and full of unforgettable scenes that will leave your heart racing and goose-bumps raised. Like many Tarantino films before, you will be quoting as soon as you leave the cinemas. He keeps the laughs plenty; you’ll be extremely high strung to find the scene with bumbling Klu Klux Klan members and their bags anything but funny.
And to that Mr Tarantino, I tip my hat.