The movie’s an almost constant parade of fight sequences, some of which work and some of which don’t. The swordplay in particular is probably a lot more impressive if you’ve never seen Toshiro Mifune or any of the other Japanese greats this stuff is “borrowed” from. And that pretty well sums up the rest of the experience as well: stylish but inept. Quentin Tarantino’s witless misogyny drives a big chunk of the story, so most of the production that actually counts as original isn’t worth watching. Finally, this clearly isn’t intended to stand on its own. So I expect if you’re going to devote two hours to this stinker you might as well go ahead and spend another 130 minutes or so to sit through the second part. See if desperate
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