Inglorious Basterds

Over the weekend, I made the trek to Savoy (involving a ride in the trunk of a car) to see Quentin Tarantino's latest offering, Inglorious Basterds. I loved this movie. First of all, it involved killing a whole mess of Nazi's, which I pretty much never tire of. But, in addition, the movie was, in typical Tarantino style, a masterful blend of a multitude of what would normally be considered conflicting elements. The anachronistic soundtrack, the bold (and suddenly shifting) credit text, the oddly placed voiceovers and textual overlays all combine with such an artful discord as to reach a uniquely grating harmony. My friends did feel that the first half was fairly slow, however, I did not find it at all that onerous. There isn't a whole lot to the film as far as theme or character development, but that's not the reason we watch such movies. For a visually interesting, fun, Nazi-killing ride, it's worth the $6.50.