Review of Django Unchained

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Django_Unchained_PosterReview of Django Unchained
by John Bennett

Imagine if the movie of the year showed a hot little butter-blonde drowning in a pool of King Kong’s semen. Hold on now, don’t get your tail in a knot, please take note that there are no weapons involved in this scenario, no assault rifles and dead children scattered all over the pavement, no computer-game drones dealing out impersonal death, no flame-throwers, no neutron bombs, atom bombs, stun guns, ray guns or unholstered police pistols, none of that stuff. Just a great pool of gorilla cum with a pretty lady splashing around in it. Which is apparently more horrifying to some people than an airport being blown to smithereens by a terrorist bomb.

Interesting how intellectual high rollers like Ishmael Reed play the race card on Quentin Tarantino’s super-sick movie, Django Unchained. Interesting how mired in secondary issues and causes they can get. And it’s interesting how no one behind gun control paused and said, when the NRA pronounced Hollywood a main player in gun violence, “By golly, they’ve got a point there.” Which doesn’t mean that there aren’t other factors. Which doesn’t mean there shouldn’t be gun control. Which doesn’t mean that the NRA isn’t in it for the money. Which doesn’t negate the fact that the majority of gun owners are sane and responsible. Which doesn’t mean no wrong has ever been done African Americans. Which doesn’t mean that Americans of every color don’t gorge themselves on fantasy violence and then are shocked, horrified when that violence bleeds back into their tattered…real life.

Where violence is concerned, the line between fantasy and reality has more than blurred. The two worlds have commingled. They’ve become symbiotic. Hollywood makes war and war makes Hollywood and the NRA supplies the guns. And snapshot noble causes choked with emotion are the flimsy justification for it all.

Django Unchained is a high-potency stimulant for this ongoing process of violent fantasy/reality melding; in this regard, Tarantino is a master. The fantasy shoot-out at the end of the movie where scores of people are blown to pieces by high-octane fire power (someone should time the shoot-out’s duration, it must be at least five minutes) gives us something to aim for–in our malls, in our schools, in Iraq and Afghanistan. And in the grand finale–Django has somehow wired a plantation mansion with enough explosives to bring down the World Trade Center. He stands smiling with his hands on his hips, puffing his cigar as the whole thing blows sky high, while behind him on horseback, slightly disheveled and sexy as all hell, the woman he has spent the entire movie slaughtering lives in order to save smiles demurely and shakes her head as if to say, “Oh, that Django…”

The good guy gets the girl.

A wrap.

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1 thought on “Review of Django Unchained

  1. I think Tom Green’s “Freddy Got Fingered” had the same effect as King Kong jizzing on Jessica Lange AND Naomi Watts. But really i think less about gun control/violence when i saw this flick than about the twisted Southern mentality it took to institute slavery and the injustices incurred upon an entire race of people held down and subjugated. And i also think about the current political backwardsness of the South crying bloody murder over Obamacare (attempting to deny the poor, sick, and elderly the care they need [how Christian!]) but having no problem with the wars of Bush begun on false pretenses and racking up trillions in deficit in effect crippling the economy of our country. Hypocrisy is still alive and flourishing in the South and that’s why this movie is so relevant. “Django Unchained” is the perfect movie to show during the presidency of Obama. That’s the political social point–not guns.

    Anyways, i loved seeing this gem at the theatre. i laughed like hell during certain parts of this movie–especially the mob scene with Don Johnson then then with DiCaprio arguing with Samuel Jackson. Tarantino writes a mean script and i was thoroughly captivated the whole story! Even more so than my other favorite “Deathproof”.

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