Director: Quentin
Tarantino | Starring:
Brad Pitt, B. J. Novak, Mike Myers
Released: 2009
| Runtime: 153m
| Rating (out of 5):
**** |
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I'm no Tarantino sympathizer.
Sure, Pulp
Fiction is like one of the best movies ever made and his writing
in True
Romance is brilliant beyond words, I've honestly been less smitten
with his work since, say, Jackie
Brown. In fact, I didn't even bother seeing the Grindhouse
stuff because if critics said that hack Rodriquez's
film was better than Tarantino's, then his must have really sucked.
And then I saw the preview for this film. Boy, I thought, he's now
doing some sort of oblong Coen
Brothers goofball shit (whose non-goofball stuff I love). Perhaps
it was seeing the debacle Burn
After Reading (prime example of their horrendous stuff) and then
seeing Brad Pitt in his Basterds roll that made me think
that way.
As it turns out, this film was more like a hybrid between a Tarantino
film and the more focused of the Coen Brothers' efforts like Fargo
or Barton
Fink. It always helps to pick a completely unsympathetic bad guy.
In this case it's the Nazis. They have very few people boo-hooing
their demise. Of course QT is the master of walking that line between
sympathizing with his killers and ultimately giving them their just
desserts. The baddest of the baddies (aside from Mr. Hitler himself)
in this film is a German officer nicknamed "The Jew Hunter."
Named that because, well, he hunts Jews. And this guy is good. He
is a detective of the highest order. The actor portraying him also
steals every scene he's in. The guy is creepy, scary and funny all
at the same time. But unlike say, some of the Coen Brothers more slap-sticky
stuff, he's never portrayed as a buffoon an ignoramus or really turned
into anything other than a shit-talking but cunning Nazi. Serious
roll of a lifetime for this heretofore unheard of actor (at least
unheard of by me).
Battling the Jew Hunter and his ilk are The Basterds, a group of American
Jews (and one rogue Nazi) led by a Southern talkin' Brad Pitt. Their
job is to go through France killing and scalping as many Nazis as
possible. No prisoner taking, no mercy. They are efficient at their
jobs, working their way through the French countryside torturing Nazis
for info, killing and scalping and building their lore amongst the
Germans. There is no shortage of gore here, of course, but it, like
a lot of QT's gore is a little cartoonish in quality. Meanwhile we
have another fork of the narrative involving a movie theater owner
in a French town who has a secret past and is being pursued (in an
amorous way) by one of Germany's most famous war heroes. She, like
the Basterds, has similar motivations and somehow wrangles it so the
entire Nazi hierarchy is to attend a film premier in her theater!
Wackiness and self-referential film history knowledge ensue.
This isn't the kind of movie you just throw on in the background,
mind you. It's not as twisty and turny as most Tarantino films, but
much of the dialogue is in French and German, so you have to decipher
not only what's happening, but read while doing it. It's a revenge
fantasy of the highest order and about as historically accurate as
History
of the World: Part I, but it has ties to the modern world and
is oddly supportive in a weird way of the Al Qaeda insurgency in Iraq--though
I'm probably projecting. Granted, like most Tarantino movies there
are a couple good guys who are all good, a couple bad guys who are
all bad and then a whole shitload of folks who are all shades of ambiguous.
In this one it's a little more clear who one should be rooting for,
of course, but by making The Basterds' tactics terroristic, brutal
and unflinching he in some ways creates that ambiguity when they do
run up against examples of brave German soldiers who are willing to
die for country and do the right thing. Though, in the end, his intention
is most likely to entertain the audience and give the Jews that revenge
on celluloid, after hundreds of years of being history's punching
bag, that they couldn't have in life. Film fiction: history's great
equalizer. Thanks, dude. [DVD]
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