Quentin Tarentino’s eighth film “The Hateful Eight” has set a new standard for what a modern western has to exemplify in order to be considered a timeless classic.

In this almost three hour film, the pacing was absolutely perfect, the character development treated viewers as if they were also in Minnie’s Haberdashery with the gang of eight, and fed the audience intense scripting that left them starving for more.

Although this is a Tarentino film, which sets an already superfluous standard for most directors to achieve, this is by far his greatest work. His story telling has aged like a fine wine and his cast amplified the robust flavor of the Tarentino branding with their killer performances.

The story follows a group of eight individuals that are stranded in a blizzard in Minnie’s Haberdashery, an inn right outside of Red Rock, Wyoming. Bounty hunter John Ruth, played by Kurt Russel, has a live capture called Daisy Domergue, and soon realizes some of the people staying in the inn aren’t who they say they are. Fellow bounty hunter Major Marquis Warren, played by Samuel L. Jackson, and the driver, O. B. Jackson, have to figure out who is who before the blizzard blows its last gust and steals his bounty.

The best performance in this film came from Samuel L. Jackson. His character’s backstory was not only the most delved into, but also the most disturbing and legendary. From war stories to being a bounty hunter, Jackson gave the character a deserving, incredible performance.

Although I didn’t have the chance to see this film in 70mm, the movie was absolutely gorgeous. From the opening scene to the ludacris finale, the cinematography was beautiful and even its digital rendering had a level of detail that not many film makers have been able to achieve. My only regret was not having the chance to view it in its pure 70mm glory, due to that version extending the running time from two hours and sixty-seven minutes to three hours and six minutes, which would have provided a close to 8k resolution to the IMAX screen.

“Pulp Fiction” was an amazingly twisted story. “Reservoir Dogs” had a flavor of mystery mixed in the blood-battered mess. “The Hateful Eight” is a masterpiece that those who cannot stand blood and demented story lines need not apply. If you are that guy who tends to snore three rows in front of me, this is not your movie. This is for the Oscar-hungry movie viewers that want to watch one of the greatest pictures of 2015.