After a long wait, even here has landed the last effort of our beloved Tarantino's "Inglourious Basterds". When I say "beloved", I mean that we loved him for "Reservoir Dogs", "Kill Bill" and especially for that masterpiece "Pulp Fiction". Lately, though, it seems that too stoned to have grabbed our favorite nerd, because even the bizarre and controversial film experiment known as "Grindhouse - Death Proof" is more engaging and interesting than those of its new "Bastards." The opening scene was promising, probably because it focused on the best character: in fact I would say that every scene in which the evil appears hierarch Landa, played by an excellent Christoph Waltz, is worth seeing, and he is definitely the best thing about the film. But, as in the case of Joker / Heath Ledger in "The Dark Knight", not just a single character / actor to save the rest. "Inglourious Basterds" is monstrously long and boring, and turned in an unusually formal for our Quentin. Many characters, including that of Brad Pitt and most of the "bastards", have proved less interesting and in-depth than I thought, and the two parallel stories (the mission of "bastards" and the revenge of Soshanna) do not mix ever, making it almost useless to each other (if one of the two factions had not existed, the outcome of the film would still be the same). In conclusion, a forgettable film. We can only hope that Tarantino somehow manages to find his original genius.
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