Is this Tarantino’s best film? Probably not. Is it his most violent? While it has its moments, I’m going to say no. What it might be though is his most optimistic movie? It’s beautifully constructed, exhibiting a masterful use of music, that subtlety transports you into the psyche of the time. But the most interesting thing for me is the way he reimagines the era with a strange kind of optimism. He weaves into all of the self doubt, anger, blood, drugs, and chomping dog bites, the possibility of better world. He does this by making you pause and think about what could’ve been. And when you do that you’re forced to ask, how can things be different?