Nicely-written meditation on the violence in the films of Quentin Tarantino, and how they reflect a moral emptiness. Rather than fostering empathy for the characters, it appeals to the basest part of us. The author, Johann Hari, finds that Tarantino's talent makes it worse.... that he could be making some of the best films ever, but does not.
The violence has kept me from watching a lot of Tarantino's films, despite their critical acclaim. This article reinforces that I've made the right choice for me.