There’s no doubt that Quentin Tarantino is a movie director of brilliance, if not genius. But can he write?
Well he can certainly tell a good story. What we have here is Tarantino’s ninth feature film, a 1960s Hollywood yarn about a fictional actor and his stunt double, but rendered in book form.
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