So! I saw Inglorious Basterds Short version: I liked it. Long version has SPOILERS
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If nothing else, it's damn ballsy to start your supposed-action movie with 25 minutes of tense dialogue in French. The reviewers are all over the place, and I don't really get it. It's too meta-movie? Dude, that's the point. Qualms about Alternate-History Nazi-Killing? Dude, that's the point, Nazis are the one people it's totally okay to kill. They even made a point that it was the top brass being slaughtered. It's too long? Not for me, even the hated tavern scene flew by (okay, that could have used some cutting, but SO TENSE).
Whoever is doing Tarantino's cinematography needs a medal cause this was the best looking I saw all year. The. Red. Dress. The David Bowie. The movie being projected onto the smoke of the burning theater. The sound design! This was big movie making about movies and that tickles all my bones. After Kill Bill, Tarantino seems to have found this awesome tone that's someplace between comic books and opera, being Big and Arty About Pop Culture without being draggy or pompous about it. The Venture Brothers kinda have that tone also but more jokey.
Long story short, I loved it, cause there is clearly so much love in the movie for the style and the movies it is drawing from. Passion makes things better! I'm a sucker for Movies that take place In The Movies and this one has people being shot to death in a projection booth but no one notices cause the shots line up with the war movie being shown. If ballet is camp about love and Movies are camp about drama, then that my friends is taking pulp and camp and racking it up to Art, balls out.
Also, the S.S Officer? How can you be arch, courtly, absurd, jokey, and totally fucking scary all at once? Best movie villain in a long time.