Last night, I finally saw Quentin Tarantino’s “Once Upon a Time ... in Hollywood.” The box-office smash hit is nearing the end of its big-screen run and so the cinema offered only one showtime each night this week.
I am often the last person to see things. That’s by design.
I credit television for turning me into a late adopter of all things pop culture. Too often, TV shows started out promisingly and then lost their way as it became apparent that the writers were hurriedly laying pieces of track just ahead of the onrushing locomotive. (Dear makers of “Lost,” I’d like to get those 121 hours of my life back – and also get an explanation of who built the magic lighthouse on that infernal island.)
So I adopted the following maxim: I only have time for great. That entailed changing my TV-watching habits. I only started watching outstanding television shows such as “The Wire,” “Breaking Bad,” “Friday Night Lights,” and “Game of Thrones” many seasons into their runs after hearing consistent buzz about them.
In the broadband era of seemingly infinite entertainment options, each week brings an overwhelming spigot spray of new movies, TV series, albums, and books. I keep abreast of what’s coming out, but given that it’s impossible for anyone to ingest everything, I often let others winnow through the bad, the OK, and the merely good on my behalf. I’ll happily use the wisdom of the crowds to belatedly discover what’s really worth investing precious time in.
Mr. Tarantino’s love letter to an idealized Hollywood of a bygone era lives up to the many recommendations I’d heard. (Read the Monitor’s review of it here.) Given that the director may finally win an Oscar for best picture, I won’t be late in tuning in to the next Academy Awards.
Stephen Humphries, culture writer
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