Unfortunately this movie didn't know what it wanted to be. A conventional shoot-um-up western movie, a movie that showed the ugly and brutal exploitation by southerners of the blacks before the Civil War, or the depiction of people who were smarter of stupider than they should be in real life. My point is that the film was a mile from being realistic so you could never suspend disbelief. No one was real. If it was about the exploitation of the blacks it would have been a perfect lead into LINCOLN and his fight for the 13th Amendment to the constitution.
The plot involves a white bounty hunter, who teams up with a slave, Django who is looking to buy his wife Broomhilda . She is now owned by Calvin Candie (Leonardo DiCaprio) who also owns a large plantation. The two had attempted to escape, were captured and sold. There is also a black overseer, (Samuel L. Jackson), more in the image of Simon Legree. The ending, with the black warrior Django on top of the heap of dozens of dead, would leave one to believe that an a year or so we will be seeing Django II.
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