No plot. Characters are meh - Brad Pitt is pretty cool, Dicaprio is fine, Robbie's entire role consists of going to the cinema and not paying for a ticket and then being pregnant. Annoying little girl, annoying hippie characters, plotlines that lead to nowhere.

Only one thing can save a movie with no plot and unexceptional characters: humour. Humour in this movie, for the most part, consists of such gems as 'isn't it funny when people do drugs?', and 'this woman has an Italian accent!'

I love Tarantino, but I don't know what this is. It's worse than Death Proof.

Oh, and the foot fetish came out far too much this time, Quentin. I'm 90% sure that Margot Robbie was hired entirely so he could have her feet onscreen.