Quentin Tarantino’s return to the silver screen after the slightly boring-in-parts ‘Inglorious Basterds is filled to the brim with the oddities of the man we have come to love over the years. It is a brilliant return to form, complete with swashbuckling heroes of the Western and which all culminates, almost climaxes in a slave plantation in 1858. The movie reeks of trademark Tarantino, of superbly directed and managed scenes, of flying limbs and of blood spurting out of other parts, of hammers and double barrels. Of course, the fact that he has managed to assemble a crew of extremely gifted actors is by no means, a disadvantage. Christopher Waltz, Jamie Foxx, Leonardo Di Caprio, Kerry Washington have all acted out of their skins in this flick, not to mention Samuel L Jackson, as the servant Stephens to Leonardo Di Caprio, who has created a master-piece. I would not mind placing my bets on Jackson’s portrayal of the servant-elder to be a yard-stick for many actors to judge their performances by.

Tarantino’s performance in Django Unchained is almost, as delicious as a forbidden cigarette. He brings us back to the dollops of ridiculous action and story-telling that was missed in Inglorious Basterds, with its submissive plot and mundane script. Make no bones about it, Inglorious was a good movie, but somehow, this effort seems to be in tandem with the hugely entertaining movies of old when Tarantino was more brutal in his visuals. There are some moments where it seems Tarantino has been inspired by a few movies, most notably the earlier and utterly cult movie, ‘Mandingo’. But it’s Tarantino that we are talking about here. He reeks of genius and aggressive patterns of story-telling, and how it works for him.

A few scenes in the movie beg to be mentioned here. One of the earlier scenes in the movie when Waltz rides into a town with Django on a horse, drawing stares from the local folk and manages to wriggle out of it, even after killing the Sheriff, is pure and unadulterated enjoyment.

The movie might be judged a tad bit long, at two hours and forty-five minutes, but the audience did not seem to be complaining, not even a bit. That’s the magic of the man, the one who gave us Pulp Fiction. Well, he can be forgiven even if he gave us duds after making Pulp Fiction but Tarantino does not like sitting on his laurels. He wants to go out there, make a movie laced with controversial fillings, ones that are forbidden but seem ecstatically delicious and that is exactly what Django Unchained is.