I guess I'm glad the rest of the world is liking this more than I am?
I wonder if seeing this the day after THE REVENANT killed any chance I had at not being blown away by a somewhat similar period piece, but the whole thing just felt bland and... I want to say "masturbatory", but that's the only word to describe anything Tarantino's ever directed, and usually I'm fine with it. Now I'm not sure if I'm just bored or if this was weaker than usual.
I'm usually the first to defend Tarantino as a great writer (if just an adequate director), but this just felt like a lot of left-over ideas from Django Unchained that didn't ultimately do much. It has a couple great moments, but nothing here is on par with Django, Kill Bill or Reservoir Dogs.
The only thing that made me cheer was hearing a track from the late David Hess on the soundtrack - not gonna' lie, the use here is better than the film it was written for (Wes Craven's Last House on the Left) - but I doubt anyone else in the theater knew or cared what the song was. Tarantino already stole a shot-for-shot bit for "Basterds", too, so it's not like he's even branching out to lift from new material.
I was happy I got to see a 70mm print, but so much of the film is the camera just sitting there on a single set that the novelty wears off pretty quickly. Pity, since even Django had a lot of striking exteriors that are largely lacking here. The comparisons to a play are fair, but hardly flattering.
Jackson's monologue about you-know-what is pretty great, but that alone shouldn't be the highlight.