Tony (tectactoe)’s review published on Letterboxd:
Third (maybe fourth) viewing, down slightly from 72—now 3.5 stars instead of four. Still found the first two-hours an at-once bravura display of Tarantino’s greatest strengths as a director and an exhibit of his passion for the medium: A hybridization he’s dealt with many times before e.g. successfully with DEATH PROOF and much less so (to my mind) with KILL BILL. Every time I revisit this, however, those final forty-or-so minutes get worse and worse. Strangely rushed-by-comparison (editing room woes, perhaps?) and, if we’re being honest, altogether unnecessary: The film should’ve ended with Django’s bloodbath happening directly after Candie gets shot. The entire capture-relocate-escape-revenge schema  “develops” and “unfolds” way too quickly (scare quotes to emphasize how shoddy the whole thing is), and  is frankly kinda stupid. (Not to mention it features what is far and away Tarantino’s most abysmal appearance; an anti-honor equivalent to having the worst smelling shit in a public bathroom on any given day.) The closing five minutes - the obvious Leone nod and triumphant horse mount with Django and Broomhilda - offer a modicum of redemption, but that Candie-land coda makes my heart sink, simply because the 120 minutes that precede it are nothing short of outstanding; directed with a high-wire balance of languid relishing and procedural tightness, blending violence and blatant homage with sly humor and authentic emotion, captured by a camera that moves as fluently and lingers and patently as the actors on-screen, always in just the right spot. Hate the film for Tarantino’s questionable ethics if you’re so inclined, but this is more apologetic than anything—like a whimpering “please forgive me” that’s so well composed (for two hours) and entertaining (for two hours) that the word “pathetic” barely crosses your mind. Helps if you dig Spaghetti Westerns - and I can understand those who don’t having a similar reaction to DJANGO UNCHAINED as I do to KILL BILL - but this is merely 80% incredible and entertaining as hell. That subpar 20%, however - and it is infuriatingly subpar - remains chained to the ankle of this beast, leaving a less-than-stellar aftertaste.