Kate Doyle’s review published on Letterboxd:
I don’t know! I pretty much didn’t like the first two acts and definitely liked the ending. Leo and Brad are amazing together, Brad on acid is worth the ticket price alone, but there’s still so much Tarantino encyclopedic reference back-patting I just don’t have patience for. Parts of it feel like he’s self-satirizing but I don’t believe he wants to or can.
NB the only line that gives Sharon Tate any character or personality at all is clumsily ADRd from offscreen and you bet I blew a raspberry in the theater at that