Quentin Tarantino’s new film, “Once Upon a Time…In Hollywood,” is, as its title implies, a modern fairy tale. It seeks to rewrite history and right the tragic wrongs of the late 1960s — specifically, the slaying of actress Sharon Tate and several others by Charles Manson’s acolytes. It’s also a wistful, laconic paean to a specific time and place (Los Angeles and Hollywood in 1969) and its attendant pop culture (TV, movies, music, and even advertising billboards and radio jingles).
The period details are perfect, but something deeper is going on in “Once Upon a Time.” Tarantino — whom no one would ever describe as a cultural or political conservative — has, intentionally or not, created a rich and moving tribute to classic masculine virtues and age-old heroic ideals. These are subjects routinely embraced by traditionalists but met with derision and scorn by the same left-wing, West Coast progressives who, ironically, helped bring the movie to the screen and