Quentin Tarantino has an undeniable obsession with the word n*gger. In nearly every one of his movies, he indulges in this obsession to varying degrees. "Sicilians were spawned by n*ggers." "Did you see the sign on my house that says dead n*gger storage." "Break out the beeper number, n*gger." He even snuck a n*gger joke into Inglorious Basterds where the Nazi incorrectly guesses an American slave in charades (King Kong was the correct answer.)
Now, I'm not implying that Quentin is racist - hell the Dennis Hopper monologue in True Romance is some of the funniest shit he's ever written. But to me it seemed like Django was nothing more than a feature length excuse for him to wallow in this obsession for nearly three hours. Maybe I'd have felt differently if Django wasn't the most boring character in the whole movie. Fox was mainly just asked to sit there looking hard and menacing in his sunglasses, while Dicaprio and Waltz got all the great lines. And that was my biggest issue with the movie: SPOILERS: if you're going to kill your two best characters with nearly 45 minutes remaining in the film, your "hero" had better interesting enough to carry the movie by himself. It's not enough that all the bad people get their comeuppance in the end if they're far more compelling than the man you're supposed to be rooting for. If this movie was truly empowering to blacks he would have written Jamie Fox a better character.


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