Inglourious Basterds

[new_kate]

 I hope I spelled that right.

Inglourious Basterds!!! Omg Tarantino I luv you (again) you are shameless and mad and a creepy, lovely nerd. 

This movie is essentially Reservoir Dogs  again but this time completely unrestrained. There are just no restraints. Things like budget, good taste, artistic integrity, convention, need for critical acclaim or outside approval, fear, loathing, sense of own mortality or shame - none of that matters even a little to this pen- and director chair- wielding maniac. His creative voice flows clear and perfect, and we can see directly into his pants soul like never before. 

"Am I the history of the negro in America?"
"No"
"Then I must be King Kong."

There are British spies, feet worship, bravery, celluloid, Hitler, Mike Myers, scalps, strudels and everything. All his favourite things. Aw, Quentin. Really, not that many people can create a pure self-indulgent wankfest of such golden beauty. Outside of the fandom, anyway.

Comments

[tiggymalvern.livejournal.com]

You did indeed spell it right! And I will fangirl right alongside you :-) Tarantinto takes outrageous and offensive and startling and makes it tense, brilliant and fabulous.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Sounds like Quentin tipped right over into the id vortex with this one. I can't decide if this is a recommendation or not!

[derryderrydown.livejournal.com]

Also, Til Schweiger being tied up and flogged! Wheee!

[puddingcat.livejournal.com]

Isn't it fabulous? I laughed like a drain throughout :) The Italian! Hee!

[daegaer.livejournal.com]

Having recently, *ahem* acquired this and not yet watched it, where does it fall on the scale of embarrassing/hilarious UK comedies about the war to all-out gore?