3 hour movie. 2 hours and 45 minutes exploring Quentin Tarantino's various fetishes and 15 minutes of good action. This movie earned it's second star with the lead actors being good at their craft; and yes, the wardrobe and set were immersive, but the constant Easter egg hunt was nauseating. It was non-stop "nod to this" and "ode to that" with everything from Shaw Films music playing in the background to name dropping insider vintage Hollywood gossip. The twist wasn't great. The whole movie plot could have easily been summed up in a half of an hour and kept all the good scenes. Don't waste your money. See it on Netflix for free in like six months. You'll probably fall asleep and miss nothing.