I was page-downing really fast, hitting the space bar as soon as I read maybe 1/3 of a sentence, because I didn't even really care what David Denby unfortunately happened to scrawl in the New Yorker about the new Quentin Tarantino, and then I came across part of two consecutive phrases: "appallingly insensitive-a Louisville Slugger" and then I closed the window, because, what is this, 1998? YOU MEAN THERE IS VIOLENCE IN THIS TARANTINO FILM? Perhaps my criticism is incorrect, however, I shall never know. 4