Inglourious
Basterds

With (intentional) bad spelling and historical errors, Inglourious
Basterds will be the bane of
English teachers and World War II buffs everywhere. Unfortunately, the
bigger problem is how Inglourious
Basterds is like two movies. One
movie features Brad Pitt, fantastic dialogue, shocking action and
everything you hoped Inglourious
Basterds would be. The other
movie
stinks.
Set during World War II, Pitt stars as Lt. Aldo Raine - a no nonsense
soldier with a special assignment. He has recruited 8 soldiers to go
undercover to Nazi-occupied France, dress like locals, kill 100 Nazis
each and scalp them. Also, Shosanna Dreyfus (Melanie Laurent) is a
young Jewish woman who escaped the Nazis several years before, but
she's about to come face to face with some of the most powerful German
officials around, and it is time for revenge.
Will Raine and his Basterds put enough terror into the Nazis to end the
war?
Will Shosanna get the revenge she so desperately wants?
Writer/director Quentin Tarantino is about to drive you crazy.
Everything with Pitt and The Basterds is awesome. Inglourious
Basterds is a vibrant,
memorable, and entertaining film when we get to watch Pitt chew the
scenery with a perfect exaggerated performance that could be one of my
favorite characters of all time. However, Tarantino will not stick to
the good stuff.
Inglourious
Basterds needs to be more
focused on telling the audience about The Basterds. Tarantino hints
that each one will have his own story told when he launches into a
funny and revealing look at Hugo Stiglitz (Til Schweiger), but only
gives us info about Stiglitz, when a similar story for each one is
needed and would have been 100 times better than the Shosanna story.
Instead, Tarantino delivers long scenes with tons of meaningless
dialogue, which slows down the pace of Inglourious
Basterds as these
scenes shed light on nothing, don't advance the story, and make a
vibrant movie boring.
Worst of all, Tarantino has a strong desire to focus on the storyline
that isn't as interesting, and feels forced to fit in with the other
half of the movie. Shosanna's story could have been interesting, but it
pales in comparison to The Basterds. It's like putting an apple and an
ice cream sundae in front of a kid and asking him which one he wants.
The apple might have its merits, but the kid is going ice cream 10
times out of 10. Laurent is OK, but she is not an actress who is as
interesting as Pitt and others surrounding him, and Tarantino doesn't
give her story anything beyond cliché. The audience would
rather be watching Pitt and Christoph Waltz (while enjoying an ice
cream sundae).
Waltz as Nazi Lt. Landa is the perfect opposite of Lt. Aldo Raine.
Where Pitt is brash and outlandish, Waltz is calculating, quietly
intimidating, aloof, jerky and cerebral. He makes for a fantastic
adversary and villain. Meanwhile, Pitt brings the campy aspect of
Inglourious Basterds to life in a way that is
comical and exciting.
The scenes with Pitt are the scenes we expect from Inglourious
Basterds, if you can put up with
the unnecessary moments.
Inglourious
Basterds is rated R for strong graphic violence, language and brief
sexuality.

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