In his lastest movie, Quentin Tarantino takes us on the Hollywood planet of the 1960s and doesn’t hesitate to wake up the dead. The result ? A movie with a terrible nostalgia scent.
By Jacques Braunstein
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Once upon a time… in Hollywood, Quentin Tarantino resuscitated the golden age of Hollywood just a few months before the fall of his Empire. He does it through the fate of an alcoholic TV series actor (Leonardo DiCaprio) and his friend, stuntman and handyman (Brad Pitt). Another world is coming out : the hippies are hanging out on the Strip, the actor is invited to shoot spaghetti westerns in Rome and the house next to his is occupied by Polanski – the newest European darling of the film industry – and his lovely wife Sharon Tate (Margot Robbie).
Tarantino can’t choose
between the old and the new Hollywood
It will be understood that the movie is inspired by the murder of Sharon Tate by the Manson family, that he revisits and dynamites in the same movement. What is fascinating is the reconstruction of the Los Angeles from the 1960’s (including its streets full of glowing American and European cars). But especially the virtuoso accumulation of movies within a movie, trailers, reports, scenes of filming, posters and vintage artifacts that never get old.
Less talkative and less efficient than the previous Tarantino (except in its final scene that we will not spoil), Once Upon a Time… in Hollywood is a walk in the past and we like to hang out there. Tarantino can’t choose between the old and the new Hollywood… Even if we think that one makes him more nostalgic than the other. We really like the moment when DiCaprio is insulting a hippie of “Denis Hooper” *.
*The director of Easy Rider.