Inglourious Basterds
2009, Quentin Tarantino
I am definitely no Tarantino worshiper (for example I found Death Proof to be almost unwatchably tedious and Kill Bill unsatisfyingly empty on repeat viewings), but Basterds is loads of irresistible R-Rated fun. Owes much more of its soul to Sergio Corbucci than David Lean or even Robert Aldrich and it is awash in Ennio Morricone as well as Blaxploitation and a David Bowie musical cues, but somehow it manages not to be a distracting homage this time out. It's pure Tarantino. For my taste a couple of the chapters may go a bit longer than necessary for their respective pay-offs, but overall they add up to minor quibbles in a massively entertaining Bloodletting on the River Pulp.
Pitt and his outrageously thick hillbilly accent are a hoot, but yes what you've heard since Cannes is quite true: Christoph Waltz as the charming monster Colonel Landa steals the whole movie from Brad and everybody else. The other members of the Basterds don't get developed at all, though Til Schweiger probably gets the best moments, Eli Roth gets to go most over-the-top (excepting Pitt's scenery chewing, of course), and B.J. Novak from "The Office" cast way against type has some nice bits in the final act. Most of the others are barely distinguishable from each other and many get only one or two fleeting close-ups. As for the rest of the assemblage, Mike Meyers is amusingly effective in his one scene, Diane Kruger fine as the German actress double agent, Mélanie Laurent does a very good job with her masquerading avenger, and apart from Waltz the most magnetic presence on screen for me is Daniel Brühl as the soldier turned movie-within-a-movie star, who earned some international marks in the gentle comedy Goodbye Lenin! six years ago and who I've loved subsequently in The Edukators and Joyeux Noël. Even the oddest bits of casting, like Rod Taylor of The Birds and The Time Machine as Winston Churchill (!!!) come off, and it's even welcome fun when Sam Jackson and Harvey Keitel show up in vocal cameos.
This violent Tarantino mishmash of his cinematic loves from WWII mission movies to Spaghetti Westerns to the French New Wave shouldn't work on paper, but on the screen it is undeniably mesmerizing and a heck of a ride despite its disparate elements and the gimmicky politically incorrect and transparently controversial premise.
"I've been chewed-out before."
GRADE: B
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"Film is a disease. When it infects your bloodstream it takes over as the number one hormone. It bosses the enzymes, directs the pineal gland, plays Iago to your psyche. As with heroin, the antidote to Film is more Film." - Frank Capra
Last edited by Holden Pike; 08-21-09 at 05:13 PM.