Inglorious Basterds (2009)

Inglorious Basterds (2009)In preparation for going to see Django Unchained (2012) I felt it was appropriate to view Quentin Tarantino‘s last offering, Inglorious Basterds (2009). It’s hard not to keep an open mind with the mixed reviews that are floating about, most favouring the latter film release 3 years ago, which has once again blown my mind at the violence, pacing and humour that brings the Nazi revenge tale of revisionist history to life.

So onto the film I’ve just sat down and watched.  A small troop of Jewish American soldiers are sent into France with one singular and powerful goal – to kill Nazi’s. A goal most soldiers would have relished to undertake, ignore the tactics of taking land, just hunt down, kill, scalp and bludgeon to death. Lead by the ruthless Lt. Aldo Raine (Brad Pitt)

Whilst on the other side of the fence we have the sadistic SS Col Hans Landa (Christopher Waltz), dubbed the Jew hunter. A man who you can never really tell what he is thinking until he says it to those around him, and at his will. A very clever man not to be messed with.

The plot drives towards the aim of taking as many of the Third Reich in one foul swoop, a dream that only cinema can do. Seen before in The Dirty Dozen (1967) taking more minor but still high ranking officers in a clever and dangerous set-up.

There’s also a strong sense of poetic justice for the a certain cinema owner Shosanna Dreyfus (Melanie Laurent) who ceases the chance for revenge when a premiere of a Nazi film. Making for a glorious finale that allows your imagination to run wild. Tarantino is bringing to the screen what many directors and allied forces at the time of WWII only dreamed of.

Now the violence was short and bloody sweet when it made its face. I feel it was dealt with fairly as the war was not a clean affair and so should be depicted as so, which even the film within a film demonstrated A Nations Pride that really glorifies the act of killing, a celebration of a soldiers triumph in the face of adversity. Even Frederick Zoller (Daniel Bruhl) could only see so much, for him, history and memories were repeating themselves.

Overall a satisfying film that isn’t for the faint heart, which is a given for Tarantino who never fails to keep the suspense up, with rich conversations before the bloodbath of violence. He gets away with it more this time as it’s war-time France, it’s expected to pour a little blood. Where as tomorrow the subject matter will be far darker in some respects, slavery a very sensitive issue that a nation has not really dealt with, having had repercussions throughout its history. I’ll comment no more on Django Unchained until I return from the cinema.


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