Inglourious Bastards

Yes it's 3:00am and yes, I'm doing the review to the movie I have been waiting for for a long while. I just got back home from the Plymouth Theater where Dan and I met and enjoyed the midnight showing of Inglourious Basterds. Everyone there was pumped, even though it wasn't a "sold out" crowd... which was actually nice since we were able to be choosy with our seats and put our feet up.

You know that guy, or girl, who comes down at the beginning of every movie these days and says, "Please take a moment to locate the exits... something about finding them with concerns... and some jibber jabber about enjoying your show" even tho all you want them to do is star the movie so you CAN enjoy it.... EVEN THAT GUY had some little thing this evening that let you know you were in for a treat. Just before the movie started, the guy came down and was in FULL character, not costume, but was acting EXACTLY like Brad Pitt from this movie. A few "listen up"s and "am I right"s later, they started the movie and it was... well... let's get on with the review.

Quentin... you never cease to amaze me. I don't know what I can say about this movie other than, in my mind, it was amazing. I found myself holding back the applause for the sake of the people around me... usually I don't, but I didn't want to ruin the experience for ANYONE this time around. This hack and slash/shoot 'em up fits right in with Tarantino's usual production piece. He definitely didn't stray too far from what he was comfortable with. A couple of times I actually found myself thinking... "wow, cause THAT wasn't pulled exactly from Kill Bill" but oh-my-gawd did it work. Everything was brilliant, every chapter, every scene, every piece of dialogue, masterfully pieced together with precision. And even through those times when you think, "I knew that was going to happen", I still pulled exactly what Tarantino wanted me to... A blood bath of fuckin' shit up and Killin' Nazis.

This movie goes into the top rankings on my list. But then again, I'm a sucker for Pulp Fiction.

Bravo Tarantino, Bravo.

*Wow, my mouth hurst from sucking his dick for that long...*