An Inside Joke. Perverse and Boring.

Rating: 1/10 (22 April 2011)

Watching this boring/repulsive film makes you feel as if you're witnessing an inside joke. And that's exactly what it is. With the exception of Christoph Waltz, who deserves a better vehicle for his chilling character and considerable talent, this thing is all about insider actors offering bad impressions/homages of other insider actors/motifs. Agonizingly awkward silences ensue when no one gets the joke, and sudden moments of flying giblet-style gore are what immature Tarantino fans enjoy, apparently. But not the average film audience, nor the smarter ones. Not popcorn-movie lovers. Not action fans, western watchers or WWII buffs. Not me.
But this says something about shifting culture and art. If the most sick, immature work wins this much attention, acclaim and influence, then we are indeed riding our civilization's descent with glee. Just count me out. I can't applaud this cultural failure.