If you aren't a Boomer, an Angelino, and a Hollywood insider, this movie doesn't have much to offer. This entire movie seems a reimagining of the end of a schlock era of Hollywood to add in shoulda-coulda-woulda's and other conscience salving Boomer guilt for their abject anti-authoritarianism and hedonistic upheaval of traditional values. This movie is mostly occupied with the empty dialogue that Tarantino is known for -- though here he tries to substitute it for actual content -- as well as a few lascivious and titillating scenes that have virtually nothing to do with the over-arching story or the out-of-left-field conclusion.

Other than the plot, the dialogue, the writing, and the conclusion, this movie shows real skill. The lighting and camera work all show attention to detail, and the actors do well with their performances. But, this movie was written for the Oscar crowd, not for normal folks, not for entertainment or art, not for any other reason than to keep Tarantino's name relevant. Imo, that backfired.