Our Quentin

I am really excited about Tarantino’s next movie, Django. Partly, because it’s Tarantino, partly because it’s got Di Caprio in it.

I had a big response to Inglourious Basterds, (feel uncomfortable saying I loved it because it was so chilling in parts) and wrote a long post about it on my WOS blog. This is the opening:

Quentin Tarantino is a special type of boy. I reckon he’s probably the large version of a kid only a mother could love. You can tell he would be annoying as shit socially, professionally and if you were unlucky enough to happen to be in some kind of intimate relationship with him.

And then I was delighted, and amused, to see this the other day

Is it not too, too delicious?