Aaron Bustos’s review published on Letterboxd:
“Never cry in front of a Mexican.” - Cliff Booth to Rick Dalton
Damn straight don’t cry. Or we’ll clown on your ass! I absolutely loved this. It took me a cool minute to adjust to the pacing, but once you do, you realize it’s a laid back moving picture. Though I haven’t seen Jackie Brown since the early 2000s, it reminded me bit of JB’s pacing. Not much happens per-se in the old QT fashion - it’s an indulgence on QTs part or better, a love letter to his influences of a bygone era and a reflection on his, own career. I mean he keeps mentioning he doesn’t want to become a washed up director and only wants to direct ten films, but I say poopy-cock-balls-taco-supreme you bitch ass hippie. You’re fucking Quentin Tarantino. With the over abundance of Super Hero films, QT, with a few others, still manage to get people excited to leave their dwellings and attend a movie screening with complete strangers. Not pirated, not Netflix, not YouTube, not any where else besides at a fucking cineplex!!!!! This guy is passionate, he is a romantic, an artist, he cares about his films and entertaining everyone, regardless if you love it or hate it, because he is, Quentin Tarantino.
Now don’t let me see you cry.
I can’t wait to see this again.