I can't help but think Tarantino has run out of puff. By now at the latest, you know that permanent self-reference is not enough for a story and even the fact that good actors are at work is not satisfying if the script and dialogue are not coherent. Until the last 15 minutes are somehow interesting, firstly because Tarantino leads us around by the nose with the well-known Manson story, and secondly because everything is just right here. Until then, however, little is right, even the fact that Brad Pitt got an Oscar is a bad joke for me, in keeping with almost all the jokes in the film. Di Caprio thrilled me, Dakota Fanning in her small role too, but otherwise - a lot of hype and little bite.