Inglorious Basterds. What we have here is basically a gang of jewish-american soldiers getting their well deserved revenge on those fucking nazi scums, led by sergeant motherfucking kickass Aldo Raine (Brad Bitt). Yep, that is totally correcto. Then you have Hitler shitting his pants because his boys are getting fucked up by a bunch of american nazi-slayers. Badass.

As always when it comes to Tarantinos movies you know you will love it. I don’t think I have seen a single movie made by that guy that I haven’t loved. He’s just simply the best fucking director out there. My hopes were sky-high for this movie, and I got what I wanted.

Know that Inglorious Basterds is not a feast in blood, even though it seems like that from all the posters and commercials. You don’t get your regular gore á la Tarantino, e.g. like Pulp Fiction or Reservoir Dogs. But that doesn’t make it bad. It makes the movie more interesting. Know that you have a shitload of dialogue where it seems like nothing is happening. Usually that would bore me out and make me fall asleep in the movie theater. It didn’t. I don’t know how the hell he’s doing it, but he transformed something usually awfully boring into something so intense you couldn’t concentrate on anything else but the dialogue.

The characters were just awesome kickass; You have Aldo Raine which is this definition of badass. He invented badass. And Brad Pitt is actually a great actor. If you weren’t convinced by his tribute in Snatch, then first of all you’re fucking stupid and retarded; but secondly you will be convinced by his part in this movie.

Then you have this other soldier who beats the living shit out of the german soldiers with a bat (!). Yep, you read ‘bat’. If that isn’t the definition of a mean motherfucker, then what is? Adolf Hitler surely shows his fugly moustache-decorated face together with Goebbels and his other retarded henchmen.

That is correcto. Everybody owes Aldo the Apache 100 nazi scalps. And he wants his nazi scalps.

Big kudoz to Tarantino for bringing actors who actually can speak the other languages that are portrayed in the movie. You have german actors playing most of the nazi dudes, giving it a bit more authentic feeling. I’m very impressed by the way they seemlessy change from one language to another. The french speak french, the german speak german, the english speak english, and the proposed italian guys speak… well… some kind of italian (‘Bonjorno’ and ‘correcto’ – two quotes you will remember after seeing this film). Christoph Waltz (playing the role as Hans Landa) is most impressive speaking a total of 4 languages in the movie, and I can’t tell that he’s at fault when speaking any of those. Wonderful. I love how Tarantino did not resort to letting the actors speaking english with a german accent (which ruined Valkyrie…)

“Hey, look at me! I’m a fucking retarded nazi soldier with a god damn card on my forehead. Why the hell is there a card on my forehead? I don’t know but I’ll scream like a total retard anyway, ’cause I wanna sleep with the bitch on my right side before you other nazi scums get yer dirty hands on her.”

Inglorious Basterds has everything. Comedy, excitement, action, drama, excellent story, perfect acting, and a whole deal of fantastic dialogue (which has always been one of Tarantino’s trademarks).

Many of you have asked me if I thought this one was better than District-9. I won’t make that comparison, since it is unfair. It is two completely different type of movies, and there’s no way in hell I could justify why I think one of them is better than the other. No way. So piss off.

Inglorious Basterds is something you can’t afford to miss. Now I will spend some time watching the movie where this movie got its title from – Quel maledetto treno blindato (The Inglorious Bastards) (1978).

This is a masterpiece from Tarantino. Again.