Quentin Tarantino's war-by-spaghetti-western-style-fantasy won't make Sergio Leone roll around in his coffin, but it's definitely a mix of the good, the bad and the ugly (pun completely intended). It is a propaganda film mocking the ideas of propaganda by means of using Jewish vengeance to fuel a brutal (read:very brutal) comedy.
The film is indulgent and almost masturbatory in it's execution, but you won't be seeing a single shot, hearing a single line, or pondering a single musical cue that isn't on purpose. Such is the Tarantino Way.
In yet another chapter driven (ala KILL BILL) flick, Tarantino throws kitchen sink and all at you. In the film you get a shining scenery-chewing (and stealing) Pitt and Waltz (especially), a Peter Sellers esk turn by Mike Myers and even a "death by cinema" theme to wrap everything together. All of this proves to be very interesting and, for the most part, fun but by the end of this little fairy tale, the sum of the parts may feel a bit hollow.
This may just be my own problem with Tarantino's films. For the uninformed, people hail this as the work of a visionary filmmaker, but the work in INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS is more of a schizophrenic amalgam of Peckinpah, Fuller and Leone.
It's up to you to decide whether this is a good thing...
The film is indulgent and almost masturbatory in it's execution, but you won't be seeing a single shot, hearing a single line, or pondering a single musical cue that isn't on purpose. Such is the Tarantino Way.
In yet another chapter driven (ala KILL BILL) flick, Tarantino throws kitchen sink and all at you. In the film you get a shining scenery-chewing (and stealing) Pitt and Waltz (especially), a Peter Sellers esk turn by Mike Myers and even a "death by cinema" theme to wrap everything together. All of this proves to be very interesting and, for the most part, fun but by the end of this little fairy tale, the sum of the parts may feel a bit hollow.
This may just be my own problem with Tarantino's films. For the uninformed, people hail this as the work of a visionary filmmaker, but the work in INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS is more of a schizophrenic amalgam of Peckinpah, Fuller and Leone.
It's up to you to decide whether this is a good thing...
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