saw inglourious basterds last night

place was more packed than ive ever seen The Vista, and this was a monday night

now im as big of a Quentin fan as youre gonna find, i have kill bill 1 and 2 posters on my wall, and i went to Pulp Fiction with stacy goodner on the day it came out.

and i gotta say, i wasnt really feeling this one.

way too long. someone needs to edit my man. and i dont say that as someone with ADD

i used to have a teacher who said “the only thing better than a really good short story, is a really good long story.”

but some stories are fine being 2 hours. they could have easilly trimmed a half hour outta this bitch and really gotten the nitty gritty of the climax down.

instead it got lost in the haze of the tarantino stuff. whatever that stuff is.

i know im gonna sound like a Company Man, but the LAT review by Kenny Turan hits the nail on the head (or bashes the nazi with a baseball bat). when i left the film my date said whattya think and i said “reminds me of an underfed thoroughbred horse – great legs but a saggy middle.”

and sure enough thats what Turan said too: “Despite nods to notions like Jewish revenge and the power of cinema, the director has paid so much attention to the film’s peripherals he has neglected to provide a center worth embracing. You can raise B pictures to A picture status, as Tarantino has made a career out of doing, but giving them A picture value is not so easily done.”

with that said the acting is superb. especially Christoph Waltz, who plays The Jew Hunter, a villain so creepy and scary not by his actions but by his intellect. a subtlety that when Q is on target is what makes him shine.

but spaghetti western is what he wanted in this film, so thats what he got. C+