ego tripping

Rating: 4/10 (18 April 2014)

If you had doubt about the size of Quentin Tarantino's ego, there should be none after this movie. Not only that he wrote the alternative history of the Second World War, he even adjusted the orthography to fit his needs, naming the movie Inglorious Basterds.
But it is not all that bad. Despite it's length, the movie is nice to watch, as it usually is the case with Tarantino's movies. The photography is exquisite, the colors warm and the costumes sitting just right.
The cherry on the top is, of course, the performance of Christopher Waltz, in whom Tarantino finally found the adequate mouthpiece for his rants. Although most of the text he speaks is nonsense, i enjoyed each an every second of his act. Moreover, his presence is what makes Inglorious Basterds bearable.
Of course, there has been some higher meaning associated with this movie, but i haven't been able to find it even after some pondering.