I called my mom this afternoon to wish her a happy birthday, and to tell her about a fantastic movie I saw last night.
Our conversation went thusly:
Me: I saw this great movie last night. Inglourious Basterds.
Mom: Oh, yeah...is that the one about the goats?
Mom: Does it have that little Boston guy in it?
Me: No, it's not a Matt Damon Movie. And George Clooney's not in it either.
Mom: So you're going to see this movie?
Me: I said that I saw it last night.
*both crack up*
You should definitely see this movie. It's not about goats.
It's about a small group of Jewish-American soldiers (headed by Tennessee goy Brad Pitt)--calling themselves The Basterds--who drop into Germany to "kill us some Nazis" (the 'a' in which is pronounced like the 'a' in patsy). There are explosions and lots of scalping. I couldn't really watch that part.
The stunning Ms. Laurent plays a young French-Jew who escapes the violent death that claims the rest of her family. Unbeknownst to the Basterds, Melanie has her own plans for killing Nazis...but I won't give you anymore information about that.
I couldn't help but notice that her costume here references what the title character of Fassbinder's The Marriage of Maria Braun wears at one point in that film. That sounds really vague, but knowing Tarantino, it was probably a reference.
But don't go just to see Laurent and Pitt. Go to see this guy.
This is Christoff Waltz, and he is unbelievable. Hard to believe that his role as a Nazi detective and commander was almost played by THIS guy:
Yup. Almost. Then Tarantino decided to go with a native German actor.
You know what, if I hadn't seen Waltz's performance I might be able to see DiCaprio in the role. I think he could pull it off. But never, never, NEVER with the madness, cruelty, and yet the almost-sweetness that Waltz brought to the role.
If you don't see it, I'll never know, but please do. For your own enrichment.