‘Once Upon a Time in Hollywood’ Review: Tarantino Masterpiece Hates on Hippies and Wokesters
“Once Upon a Time in Hollywood” is not just a movie, it’s an experience — a hypnotic, captivating, immersive tour of a place that probably never was.

“Once Upon a Time in Hollywood” is not just a movie, it’s an experience — a hypnotic, captivating, immersive tour of a place that probably never was.
The Manson Family appropriately laid roots, for much of its short existence, at the Spahn Movie Ranch, a fading, set popular in an older, black-and-white, cowboy-crazy Hollywood but used for horse rides and an occasional shoot (a Bonanza here, a softcore porn movie there) as Westerns waned in the public imagination.
Manson, the man who struck a violent coda to the era of peace and love, met his end in a Bakersfield hospital at 83. Neil Young, the Mamas and the Papas, and, of course, the Beach Boys all crossed paths
Filmmaker Quentin Tarantino is reportedly close to completing the screenplay for his next film, an exploration of the brutal murders of Sharon Tate and four others by Charles Manson and members of his “family” during an infamous August 1969 home invasion in California.
Lindsay Lohan dressed up as the late actress Sharon Tate on Thursday, but Lohan’s timing had social media users questioning her judgement because Thursday marked the 81st birthday of Charles Manson, who ordered Tate’s murder during a brutal killing spree 45 years ago.
Notorious mass murderer and current prison inmate Charles Manson, 80, will have to obtain a new marriage license if he wants to tie the knot with his 26-year-old girlfriend, as the pair’s 90-day license expires this week.