Inglorious Criticisms

Rating: 8/10 (13 October 2009)

It is not a WW2 documentary; It is not supposed to make sense, its entertainment; Entertainment is not supposed to make any sense at all.
Heard a few critics saying some nasty things about Tarantino's last movie "Inglorious Basterds". Some of them might be actually right when it comes down to some excesses in dialog, violence, music or even the construction of a couple of scenes, but that's Tarantino's "thing", he is a movie aficionado and really enjoys to deliver a punch in our guts when it comes to movie experience. He made it again, brilliantly.
OK, hardcore, close-minded critics will enjoy exercise their hand muscles writing awful reviews about "Inglorious". However, in my opinion, they have lost their focus completely trying to pin down "inglorious basterds" as a typical WW2 film.
Consider, Germans as thereal "bad guys". At the time, after a huge economic crises, they were following someone who actually believe what he was doing was right (the great man theory - Hegel, Nietzsche, and Spengler). Fuelled with patriotism, unable to resist the propaganda machine, threaten by a merciless dictator and desperate to survive the Germans had no escape other then oblige their own instincts and obey. (see the movie: (Die Welle)The Wave).
Consider the Jews. Given the chance to avenge the injustices committed by "Die Endlösung", The Jews would act the same way the "basterds" did in the movie. (see Thomas Hobbs, de cive (1651)- Man Is Wolf To Man).
Consider Quentin Tarantino. He is definitely a "filnerd" (film nerd) like most of us and like most brilliant directors/filmmakers he drinks from several sources when it comes to create his movies; pretty much like Herr Frankenstein, he cleverly saw, pieces from different movie genres together achieving a result most of us couldn't conceive (like Takashi Miike – Sukiyaki Western Django).
In his fictional world (I believe he lives in a parallel Universe), time and space are fluids running free regardless the obstacles diabolically placed by a bunch of obsolete, narrow-minded rulers. In his world he is Don Quixote fighting what he perceives as windmills and we perceive as conventionalism.
He is not God, Satan or the best director/filmmaker ever. Sometimes he thinks he is the last coke can in the vending machine but somehow, something or someone drags him back to reality and he comes back with a precious jewel to help us cope with our own troubled experiences.
Considering Hollywood. Hollywood is over. In a world where "I dream of Jodie", "Gene Simmons Family Jewels", "the girls of the playboy mansion" and "E!" rules, there is no more hope. Like a friend once said, Hollywood is like the TV show "rides", we pick up a "damaged beyond repair" car, paint over a few ugly parts and sell as "custom vintage" to a MTV/VH1 rapper/football player. People are getting dumber by the nanosecond. At this rate will be all joining hands as the last participants in the next Survivor (twilling of the Human Race).
Considering "Inglorious Basterds" For over two hours you will laugh, cover your eyes, feel sorry for Daniel Brühl's character, eat popcorn till it comes out from your eyes, praise Christoph Waltz's performance, repeat the word bongiorno over and, if you have any personality disorder (psychopath) you'll by Til Schweiger's poster and put it on your wall, will buy yourself a baseball bat and will decorate it with tag-lines from the movie such as "A basterd's work is never done" and probably after the screening you will find yourself a good pub and drink yourself to oblivion just to watch the movie all over again the next day.