How many World War II films make you laugh? How many speculate on a possible alternative outcome to the war? There seems to be an unwritten rule in Hollywood that WWII must end the way it really happened. Sure, you can have John Wayne riding in as the successful American general taking out an entire unit of German soldiers or Allied Forces discovering a demon child named Hellboy, but the war always ends as history depicted. And it's always sad
Enter Quentin Tarantino.
He breaks all the rules and sets a new standard for the acceptable and outrageous. Suddenly you're laughing as Brad Pitt's Bastards cut scalps off hair off dead German soldiers. You have a German SS officer arch nemesis who isn't a bumbling idiot. You have a Jew that tries to exact revenge against the men who killed her family. And you have an arrogant British film critic drafted soldier who appears for a few frames.
Be prepared for dialogue. There's a lot of it. Don't expect to fall asleep. Everything has a point. Everything leads to something else. And without warning...
BOOM!
...another action scene.
I won't call this an A-list movie. It's good, but it's not one of those classic films. It's a hybrid of Frank Miller, Tarantino, and one damn good special effects guy, but it's not Oscar material. Nevertheless, I hope you find it a diverting two and a half hours. Trust me, it goes by quicker than you might think. And you'll be surprised to see who's still standing in the end.
It's a fairy tale that begins once upon a time in Nazi-occupied France.
Enter Quentin Tarantino.
He breaks all the rules and sets a new standard for the acceptable and outrageous. Suddenly you're laughing as Brad Pitt's Bastards cut scalps off hair off dead German soldiers. You have a German SS officer arch nemesis who isn't a bumbling idiot. You have a Jew that tries to exact revenge against the men who killed her family. And you have an arrogant British film critic drafted soldier who appears for a few frames.
Be prepared for dialogue. There's a lot of it. Don't expect to fall asleep. Everything has a point. Everything leads to something else. And without warning...
BOOM!
...another action scene.
I won't call this an A-list movie. It's good, but it's not one of those classic films. It's a hybrid of Frank Miller, Tarantino, and one damn good special effects guy, but it's not Oscar material. Nevertheless, I hope you find it a diverting two and a half hours. Trust me, it goes by quicker than you might think. And you'll be surprised to see who's still standing in the end.
It's a fairy tale that begins once upon a time in Nazi-occupied France.
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