I would say I admired it more than I outright enjoyed it. It was astonishingly well-crafted and well-acted. But yeah, I definitely wouldn't recommend it to folks sensitive about...well, the sort of gratuitously salacious topics found in pulp novels. And Tarantino, while I admire his skill, does so love his gratuitous violence, which kind of turns me off too.

That said, I felt it was worth watching just for Samuel L. Jackson's monologue at the end. Because holy crap did he make me believe it, even though (if you read it typed out) it looks like one of those nonsensical screeds you see printed on cheap copy paper and tacked up in phone booths or on bulletin boards.