First, frequent profanity (and words that I'm pretty certain didn't even exist back then), the accents that didn't line up with the characters. And then there was the blood.
Now let me tell you about the blood. There were FOUNTAINS of blood, like Quentin Tarantino is the lost Adams Family cousin. It was a seriously ridiculous amount of blood, so much that I found myself laughing when people were getting shot and slashed because it was just crazy. And that made me feel a little bit bad about myself. Jonathans says, "But they were all bad people." I also ended up closing my eyes pretty often because I just don't see a need for watching people beat the crap out of each other or slice on each other for more than a split second, and it went on and on in this movie. I think the point was to make people uncomfortable with the violence, and it worked with me, but it could go the other way and make people MORE comfortable with it, like watching the gladiators fight to the death until it's just something you do while you eat dinner.
There was also a brief moment of female nudity, which always bothers me. I mean, it's not like I'm lobbying for more MALE nudity, but it seems messed up that they can show women off all the time but men get to stay covered. It hits a feminist nerve in me somewhere, especially since it happens a lot.
Despite the things I didn't like about it, I believe it did what it was intended to do and I think I would even watch it again if I was in the right mood.
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