For the second time in my life, I paid to watch a movie in a theater and didn’t stick around to see it end. The first time, some 18 years ago, it was Quentin Tarantino’s “Pulp Fiction” that sent me for the doors ahead of schedule. Tonight, it was Quentin Tarantino’s “Django Unchained.” I’m sorry, Quent, but I don’t think it’s going to work out between you and me. Continue reading
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