This is The Hateful Eight transported to Richard Nixon- and Vietnam War-era Nevada slash California, except that Quentin Tarantino can sustain pulpy violent nonsense and this movie can't, as you'll see when the terrific slowburn set-up full of surprises ends up with nowhere to go and Chris Hemsworth's cult leader is left conducting protracted interrogations of characters he has no established reason to care about.
★★☆☆☆
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