A wonderful demonstration of the cinematographer’s art, full of vibrancy and colour, evoking a tangible feeling of the 1960s.
However, it’s also not a conherent story, very flabby at the start (30-40 minutes could have been cut easily), and with a typically tangential ending.
There are clearly different stories in this movie, only linked together in the most tenuous of ways, if at all. It would be possible to remove any of them and not break the thread of the narrative. What was the plot purpose of Sharon Tate’s back story?
I give this a disappointing 6.0/10.0.