"Quentin Tarantino homage" used to be shorthand for 90s crime movies with a lot of 'shocking' violence, forced black comedy, and lazy ironic juxtaposition. Apparently it's been long enough since Pulp Fiction that somebody can do an *actual* Tarantino homage - a chatty, violent, tragicomic, obsessive period pastiche that plays at least a little with narrative time but never disappears up its own self-satisfaction. If that description didn't tip my hand, it's also legitimately good, with tons of style, a handful of really fun performances and dialogue which - if never consistently approaching QT at his best - does occasionally sing. Drew Goddard has yet to make an *original* film, but his imitations do their homework.