Hans Landa in “Inglourious Basterds.” You can’t.īilly Lee, by the way, is a version of Charles Manson, Darlene Sweet is a version of Darlene Love, and the El Royale is a version of the Cal Neva Resort and Casino, which was co-owned by Frank Sinatra, and which (per the name) straddled the border of California and Nevada. Imagine saying that, or thinking that, about the monologues of Col. When the movie’s main villain, Billy Lee (Chris Hemsworth), hits the stage, holds the others hostage and plays games with their lives, all while keeping up a patter of pseudo-philosophy, Darlene Sweet (Cynthia Erivo) tells him he’s boring.

I have my issues with QT but he doesn’t bore me.

We see Person A shot, and 10 minutes later we get it from Person D’s perspective.Įven the title: “El Royale.” With cheese? Oh, and writer-director Drew Goddard (“The Cabin in the Woods”) also messes with the chronology. Several people, pretending to be who they aren’t, arrive in an out-of-the-way locale for different reasons, get into conversations involving long monologues, and all of this is punctuated by sudden violence and bloodshed.

This movie so wants to be a Quentin Tarantino movie.