Honestly...I despise Quentin Tarantino, and Samuel Jackson is on my list of “do not see” actors now, but...
I loved the movie. It was unique, different, great soundtrack...very unusual.
There are a lot of cultural references nowadays to that movie...:)
It was funny. We were the only two people in the theater at 9:00 AM. We had to kill about three hours, and didn’t know what else to do, so...we went to see a movie.
When the movie began, the opening song “Misirlou” was so incredibly, overbearingly loud, that I began to look back at the projection booth to see if anyone was up there, and I even got up to go ask if the sound could be turned down, but being a Sunday morning, could not find anyone. When I went back in, the sound was...normal.
That was apparently an intentional effect!
Your take is very close to my own. I’d add that Tarantino’s acting was the worst part of the film, plus the Bible quote (Ezekiel?) was annoying and gratuitous. Butch (Punchy) did get the last word on the exchanges with Vincent, eh?