What absolute trash this movie is. Quentin Tarantino needs adult supervision.

Rating: 1/10 (11 March 2017)

At a certain point in their careers film directors may acquire enough clout in Hollywood that they are given carte blanche to direct their movies as they see fit. Quentin Tarantino has clearly reached this point.
Tarantino obviously requires some adult supervision and perhaps psychiatric counselling as well. This film is utter trash. The first clue is the opening titles. Tarantino has taken a shine to styling the titles after the B-movies of the '60s and '70s in a sign that things are about to get much, much worse.
The opening scenes - or, as Tarantino grandiosely proclaims - "Chapter One" - aren't that bad. Although I had to wonder why the French dairy farmer is randomly pounding his axe into a stump. There's no wood being split, so why is he working up such a sweat? We never find out. And why does the stump seem to be made of metal, from the ringing sound that the axe makes when it hits it?
"Chapter Two" introduces us to Lieutenant Aldo Raine, played by Brad Pitt. Brad seems in on the joke with his over-the-top accent and portrayal of a U.S. commando leader out to spread terror among the German soldiers in occupied France by killing them and taking their scalps. Yes, scalps. As in an old '50s cowboy western. Pitt tells his team of commandos - which, by the way, are all of the Jewish faith - that he wants each of them to take 100 scalps. Can you picture just how heavy 100 scalps would be, not to mention messy to carry around with you? I'm surprised U.S. veterans weren't up in arms to complain that Tarantino was maligning their reputation.
Indeed, we are treated to a scene in which one of Raine's commandos slices off the top of a (presumably) dead German. Followed by a soundtrack featuring a Mexican guitar - in Germany. In the 1940's. Followed by a cartoonish title introducing an evil German. At this point - or even earlier - the discerning viewer may wish to follow my lead and end viewing.