This "southern western" is now a favorite of mine. (I was impressed with both Texas and Mississippi.) It was quite a feat for Quentin Farantino. He knew how to make his characters in each actor's role convincing. Christoph Waltz, as Dr. King Schultz, was excellent as a "proper dentist" who excelled as a gunman when he had to be. You couldn't keep from hating Leonardo DiCaprio as the mean, almost insane, plantation owner Calvin Candie (who has come a long way from his "Titanic" days as a shy, caring young man to this obnoxious plantation owner who is poisoned with hate) and what else, but a lot of contempt, could you feel for Samuel L. Jackson as cold, mean Stephen. You couldn't help but feel pity for Kerry Washington as the terribly abused Bronhilda Von Shaft. Definitely, Jamie Foxx was one mean-yet-straight dude as Django, who was good at "cleaning house", both figuratively and literally. The antebellum South of 1858 was appealing in its own right, and Texas looked its rough self. This Farantino production should have won the Best Picture Award for which it was nominated. A good one!