The real problem here isn’t the video’s too-much-of-itself histrionics.
Tarantino is offering a peculiar form of thrills, for the most part; it’s not always exciting in quite the way one expects a Tarantino film to be exciting.
Ed, I am daunted. Let’s get that out of the way. This is the last subject I ever expected us to cover—Quentin Tarantino.
The film is an inventory of movie and music references as relentless and explicit as Grindhouse.