Quentin Tarantino's films are hit or miss in my opinion. Inglourious Basterds is Tarantino's take on the spaghetti western genre, however exchanging the 19th century American Frontier setting for occupied France during World War II. The result is a heavily stylised movie with sharp dialogue and accentuated characters - so far, so Tarantino.
Despite the two and half hours the film takes to reach its conclusion, I was consistently entertained throughout which is more than I can say for the shorter Kill Bill (both volumes) and Reservoir Dogs. Some critics have claimed that this is Tarantino's most indulgent work to date, but while some of the scenes are notably long the diversity of characters and ideas meant that each of the films 'chapters' had enough humour and suspense to uphold the momentum. The climax of the film in a Parisian cinema, coinciding with the eventual meeting of the two biggest Basterds in the film (Brad Pitt and Christoph Waltz, both excellent), was a thoroughly entertaining way to conclude the movie and tie all of the threads together.
Two thumbs up, Tarantino's best film since Pulp Fiction.
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