So … here’s a piece of advice: When choosing a movie to see, do your research. I knew Inglourious Basterds was about Nazi “hunters.” I knew Brad Pitt was in it. I knew other people really liked it. I did not know it was Quentin Tarantino, which, to anyone familiar with his work, means a lot (A LOT) of violence.
Don’t get me wrong. I can’t really complain about watching Nazis (Hitler included) having atrocities visited upon them, especially with the ironic twist of the atrocities being visited upon them by American Jews and (later) a black man. I know African-American is the PC term, but this particular character was French, so it’s not really appropriate.
Anyway, the acting is fantastic. I may not agree with most of Brad Pitt’s politics, but the man is seriously talented. There were only a couple of other actors I recognized — I don’t keep up on the latest Hollywood stars. Sorry. But I will say every last one of them did a fabulous job in this movie. I was impressed.
There were parts (especially the first “chapter”) that tugged at my heart and almost had me in tears. I was glad there weren’t any specific references to the Holocaust, after reading both The Book Thief and The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society recently, which both touched on that particular act of human evilness.
It was funny in many parts. Even some of the violence was funny because the victims actually deserved it.
I felt a little disappointed at the end. I felt that Tarantino sacrificed some golden plot opportunities in order to fit in more bloodshed. But if you can stomach the shooting, burning, beating, etc., (keeping in mind 95% of the victims are Nazis) it’s certainly worth seeing.