Really! The gall of this man! And not in a good way.
Ingloruious Basterds, is a crazy film with some good actors. Christopher Waltz, Michael Fassbender, Diane Kruger give us some really enjoyable scenes. The beginning scene of Christopher Waltz is something so delicious that it can be bit into. Until the story and the writing lets them and us down, then it is a free for all. In a crazy plot filled with juvenile delusions and fantasies, one loses out on all the richness of complications. Here, every single character is good or bad, like a Comic book, the posturing is crazy and it is so cool that it bleeds (is that even a saying?)
As I have really passed the age where being ‘cool’ or not is really not a consideration anymore, this movie is like salt-less food. Difficult to swallow. I feel like saying, to Quentin Tarantino this – ‘Go try this on someone else’. He he. (But obviously he has, and it has worked on those, and everybody’s made tons of money except those who paid for it, but still, Quentin Tarantino, go sit in a corner and reflect. Better still, take a package tour around the world!)
Do you know there is also a food called Grits, eaten mostly by the people that this movie is about? It was like that this movie, it was like eating grits (I believe a little bit like Upma, not the spicy variety). The movie is also made with a lot of grit, to stick to one plot and one plot alone throughout the movie takes a quiet kind of grit, the characters in this movie are also filled with a lot of grit, the cinematography is quietly gritty.
Truly, truly gritty 🙂 🙂