Rating: 9'Basterds' is a total fucking riot. It's been a while! Since Pulp Fiction, most of Tarantino's flicks seem disappointing. My usual complaint is that they're heavy on elaborate action scenes and weak on story. This one has an enormously entertaining story, incredible cast and of course great music and visuals.
Moving on to a tangent unrelated to the movie itself: being a Big Hollywood Star causes a crippling mental disease which makes people say things like, "The dialogue I write isn't poetry, but it's close. It isn't rap, but it's close." I heard this cringe-worthy spiel from Quentin today in an interview and wished some publicist would put a muzzle on him or teach him a yoga pose where he can at least blow himself in private.
It's a great movie from a great director and writer. Shut up and let the work speak for itself. Please?
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