THE HATEFUL EIGHT
Quentin Tarantino’s eighth film centers on a couple of bounty hunters bringing their scores into a little Wyoming town to collect their rewards. Marquis Warren (Samuel L. Jackson) hitches a ride on a stagecoach chartered by a colleague named John Ruth (Kurt Russell), who is handcuffed to a nasty piece of work called Daisy Domergue, played with venomous glee by the Oscar-nominated Jennifer Jason Leigh. Filling out the coach party is another hitchhiker, Chris Mannix (Walton Goggins), who claims to be on his way to become the new sheriff of Red Rock. When they take shelter from a winter storm in a way station, they encounter a few more hateful characters, and the rest of the story unfolds in one room, like an Agatha Christie story, complete with mayhem, gore, foul language, and lots of blood. Leading the pack of swaggering, full-throated performances is Jackson, who is about as tough and smooth and vengeful as a man can be. And driving it all is Tarantino’s terrific screenplay, loaded with clever, nasty, exuberant dialogue and his love of movies. Rated R. 168 minutes, with a 15-minute intermission. Regal Stadium 14; Violet Crown.