Inglourious Basterds (2009) Director: Quentin Tarantino

My dream is to write a screenplay as good as Inglourious Basterds. That's all I can hope for. This is a Tarantino masterpiece, over a decade in the making and moves him up to another level of film-making and as a powerhouse in cinema. I don't want to diss Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction, Kill Bill and Death Proof - all superb pieces of cinema - but Basterds feels more 'grown-up' than the rest; an epic and intelligent film which has firmly established him with the big boys.

The plot isn't historically accurate - Eli Roth actually brings about the fall of the Third Reich - but that's not the point; Tarantino has an absolute riot with his Nazi-scalping adventurers. It's a revenge flick...a war movie...a spaghetti Western and you know certain scenes do not bode well - the tension in the basement scene is unbearable and its uncomfortable viewing as a Nazi awaits his fate at the hands of baseball-bat wielding 'The Bear Jew' (Eli Roth).

The acts of violence are VERY violent where they come but the beauty of Basterds is the quality of the writing, the development of the characters and the fantastic Christoph Waltz as the chilling Col. Hans Landa - he makes this movie and I can see why his casting was so integral to Tarantino's vision. There are also great elements of humour throughout the film - the Basterds posing as Italians and facing Landa's questionning at the cinema with Brad Pitt's Lieut Aldo Raine one of his best ever performances.

I won't spoil the ending but it's here that Tarantino gets most of his fun - he gets to burn down and kill...well, as I said, I won't spoil it for you but you can tell he had a blast. F**k historical accuracy, let's kill some Nazis! It's also especially poignant what happens to Landa.

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