Watched Once Upon a Time in Hollywood last night. Beautiful cinematography, wonderful acting, and an amazing recreation of 1969 Hollywood, all in service of a plot that's just not very compelling. The story of an aging 1950s TV actor can't carry a movie with a 2 hour, 45 minute running time. Tarantino seems to realize this and tacks on a weird, fantasyland version of the Manson Family murders for the last 45 minutes. This is, sadly, Tarantino at his most self indulgent. It's a shame to see so much talent wasted on a movie that adds up to so little in the end.