Brandon Lamont Hughes’s review published on Letterboxd:
I never thought I’d rate a Tarantino film this low.
I mean, I don’t like the Hateful Eight, I actually hate it. I may need to rewatch it, but its such a cynical film and it’s constant use of the n-word actually managed to hurt, the more I heard it.
Despite that there were interesting moments, and great performances all around, I was bored for a substantial amount of the film. It’s a weird film to me, Tarantino employs every film technique possible in the edit and though I Know he’s a pro (9th film) it feels like someone just learned how to edit cut this film. There’s some super non expectant Voice over, there are flashbacks that don’t feel like flashback and there is no Plot, no real story. It feels like a bunch of scenes are just happening with almost no connective tissue.
I legit wanted to go to sleep a couple of times.
This is a Quentin Tarantino film and I almost fell asleep. That’s the weirdest sentence I’ve ever written. It makes zero sense.
Idk, people like it. There are some decent character moments, but most scene go on for way too long. I know people will say his dialogue is engaging, but you’re telling this to someone who watched Before Sunset back-to-back the first time he saw the film. Someone that loves the opening scene of Inglorious Basterds and the Social Network.
I may need to see it again, but Personally this is his second worst film to me.