Monday, July 4, 2011

USA! USA! USA!

Film: Inglourious Basterds
Format: DVD from personal collection on kick-ass portable DVD player.

Ask most Americans how they spend the Fourth of July, and the majority will probably include barbecue, beer, and fireworks. I love barbecue and fireworks; I’m not that much of a drinker. So instead of beer, I’m substituting watching a film that glorifies the horrible slaughter of enemies of the American people and the world: Nazis. A few days ago, watching Das Boot, I was seeing German sailors not as enemies, but simply as men. That changes in a film like Inglourious Basterds in which Germans are essentially their 1940s propaganda counterparts, suitable mainly for extermination.

In the modern age of film, admitting that you aren’t a Tarantino fan is sort of like saying you don’t like coffee. Well, I don’t like either. Coffee tastes like ass, and Tarantino’s films always feel to self-referential to me. He likes his dialogue a lot and likes to show off his knowledge of obscure things. There seems to be a part of Tarantino that can’t resist demonstrating the sort of obscure knowledge he carries around in his cranium so that his fanbase can titter about just how awesome Tarantino really is.

So it was mildly surprising to me that Inglourious Basterds doesn’t contain much in this respect. It’s essentially a dark, violent fairy tale, even starting with the words “Once upon a time” before it gets into the meat of the story. Here we have a few stories that all converge on the same point, leading to a fiery, explosive conclusion.

For one story, we have SS Colonel Landa (Christoph Waltz), who has recently been given the task of rounding up all of the Jews still in France and sending them off to concentration camps. We see him in action at the start, brutally slaughtering a French Jewish family hiding out on a dairy farm. One member of the family, a daughter named Shoshanna (Melanie Laurent) escapes, and naturally this will become important later.

A second story concerns a group of American Jews who have been airdropped into France. Nicknamed “The Basterds” by the Germans, this group scours the countryside slaughtering every German soldier they can find. Their leader, Aldo Raines (Brad Pitt), has demanded a bounty of 100 Nazi scalps from each man under his command, and thus his soldiers do scalp their kills. The idea is to put incredible fear into the German troops and wear on their morale, and kill as many of them as possible. Included in the group are a couple of German-born Jews who defected to America and signed up to kill their former countrymen.

A third story concerns the premiere of a new propaganda film. This film concerns the exploits of a German sniper who single-handedly fended off an enemy column by killing several hundred enemies over the course of a couple of days. The private in question, Fredrick Zoller (Daniel Bruhl) becomes entranced with the owner of a small cinema in Paris, and he demands that the premiere be held there. Of course, as it turns out, the owner of the cinema is none other than Shoshanna from the start of the film.

With the premiere of this film involving many members of the German High Command, the British decide to take a whack and getting rid of many “rotten eggs in one basket,” sending in a British expert on German film to infiltrate the showing and blow everything to hell. This man, Archie Hicox (Michael Fassbender) is to meet up with the Basterds and then a German double agent—a famous German actress named Bridget von Hammersmark (Diane Kruger).

Death, blood, explosions, and all manner of insanity ensue.

I was prepared to dislike this film, but found that I couldn’t. I already don’t love Tarantino in general, and there’s an additional reason for this not mentioned above. When he first hit, I loved his work and thought he might be a genius. And after Pulp Fiction…he didn’t do anything. It was as if he did nothing but believe his own press and rest on his laurels, and I really started to not give a crap about him. Compound that with the fact that one of the actors in this film is Hostel director Eli Roth, and you get a collection of things that really don’t interest me at all.

And yet this film has a peculiar manic energy to it. It’s bloody like all Tarantino movies, violent and disturbing in places, and with a strange humor in other spots. Landa is such a complete prick that it’s impossible not to hate him, and yet played so well that it’s impossible not to enjoy having him on the screen. The film slows down in parts—particularly the sections regarding the film premiere—and is far better and more interesting when we are dealing with Brad Pitt and his crew.

So it turns out I liked this film, save for one enormous ego-stroking dick move pulled by Tarantino at the very end. I’ll put this under a spoiler tag.

*** NO PEEKING ***

Raines and his men mark the few survivors of their attacks by carving swastikas in their foreheads. Confronted with a situation in which they have to allow Landa to live, Raines carves his forehead up and says something to the effect of, “I think this is my masterpiece.” The very next frame is “Directed by Quentin Tarantino,” essentially declaring his own work a masterpiece. It may well be, but the man has gone beyond simply stroking his ego to publicly masturbating it.

*** ALL DONE ***

It goes to show that the movie really is the thing, and even someone who appears to be out of surprises can still surprise us.

Why to watch Inglourious Basterds: Quality, splattery death.
Why not to watch: Tarantino’s biggest dick move.

15 comments:

  1. I'm happy you enjoyed it. This one of my favorite films in 2009. It's a bit overhyped, though.

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  2. I admit i've never stopped being a Tarantino fan, although I wouldn't argue that he's his own biggest fan, which is why I'm not partial to his commentaries.

    As for Inglourious Basterds, i really did enjoy this one as well - for all of the same reasons as you have noted.

    Have you seen the original 1978 version?

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  3. I haven't seen the original. From what I understand, the only thing they really share is the name.

    @Duke--Yeah, I think "overhyped" is a good way to put it, but that's sort of my opinion on Tarantino in general.

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  4. Loved it as well. I think it's my favorite Tarentino movie to date.

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  5. Loved this one because Tarantino is able to go places that other directors wouldn't dare to go, but he somehow makes sure they always work. Good Review!

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  6. RE the SPOILER MATERIAL

    I have to admit that I find it a bit funny whenever I hear someone hating on the final line. What if he had said, "This might be my favorite one yet?" or something of that ilk? That's all I've ever taken it as - he's not necessarily declaring the work itself a masterpiece, but merely amongst his works, and I see nothing wrong with an artist declaring that - hell, it's refreshing in a media age when artists go on talk shows and declare everything as equal and are afraid to ever dis their own projects. Here he's made a public statement that he thinks this is his best, and I appreciate that (even if it can't quite topple Pulp for me just yet...it's getting close, though).

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  7. For most people, I'd let it go, but Tarantino has such a history of sniffing his own exhaust that I couldn't let this one ride.

    Maybe I'm letting my own bias get in the way.

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  8. Nice review.

    Speaking of Das Boot, I heard today on a podcast that there is a much longer director's cut. any chance that that's the one you watched? it's supposed to present the whole story, as envisioned by Petersen. I'd be interested to know whether it's worth the invesstment of time.

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  9. That is the version I watched--it's about 3 1/2 hours, and it feels like it goes by a lot faster.

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  10. Tarantino's films always seem like they go faster than their length would imply, mostly because of all the edge of your seat action and nail biting tension. And yes, Tarantino has a huge ego and loves his own films, but I think a lot of the great directors are like that but just try to be more quiet about it. Scorcese for example would never praise his own films too much but you can tell he loves them. Heck, Kanye West likes to listen to his own music, even during sex, but his ego doesn't stop his music from kicking ass. I feel Tarantino is the same way.

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  11. Maybe it's just how...overt...he is about it. There's nothing wrong with pride in one's work. His pride translates as a neon arrow pointing at himself, and I find that frustrating. The main reason it frustrates me is that I think he'd make better movies if he didn't call so much attention to himself.

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  12. I dunno man, he has only made one movie that could be considered "bad", and that's Death Proof (which many people do like). Besides that, all of his movies have either been groundbreaking or just plain awesome. I think it would be hard to beat that track record.

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  13. We'll have to agree to disagree, then. Inglourious Basterds is a return to form in my opinion. He started strong with Reservoir Dogs and Pulp Fiction was good, but I like it less and less as time goes on. And then? Jackie Brown?

    He's not my cup of tea. He should be, but he isn't.

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  14. After seeing Jackie Brown, I decided to view Tarantino's future films with much more objectivity and less giddy, fan-fervored excitement. It has benefited me, as I refuse to be disappointed or let down in the way I was after seeing Jackie Brown. Having said that Inglorious Basterds was awesome, from every perspective! WWII, Nazis, and Pulp Fiction/Reservoir Dogs-esque direction. Great Review Steve!...Kevin Yocum

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  15. I'd be a lot happier with Tarantino in general if he stopped showing us how awesome he is and instead just tried to be good.

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