In the end, I did overcome myself and went to see it.
I'm not very good at expressing myself usually. Everything kinda comes out wrong and I feel like I'm not saying what I want to, but I'm still going to try for this, because I feel strongly enough that I have to.
First of all, Inglourious Basterds definitely one of my favourite movies now. But it did make me uncomfortable a lot and I don't think I want to see it too many times again. All the death scenes startled me, perhaps the first one where the Dreyfus family is killed the most, because that's when you really see what sort of a character Landa is and what a movie it's going to be. I laughed, too, sometimes when I think I really shouldn't have, and the most when, in the final scene, Aldo Raine is talking to Landa and it becomes pretty clear he's going to be marked. I stopped when he actually started cutting Landa, not because it was too sick (I've seen worse and this is a Tarantino movie, yeah?), but because everybody else was laughing and that disgusted me.
I mean, Landa's the bad guy, obviously, but I don't think I've ever seen a more interesting character. Christoph Waltz did an excellent job of it, his scenes had me holding my breath. I usually don't get very emotional over movies -- books move me a lot more, but the tension was so real, the most when he ordered that glass of milk for Shosanna. Landa had his dimensions, and hearing everybody laugh so hard at what was "getting what he deserved" made me feel like the people sitting around me really just saw it as nothing more than a nice Nazi-destroying explosion-filled action flick. No need to think further than that, the bad guys are the ones in German uniform and the only meaning to their character is that it's funny when they die.
That's what I think Tarantino was trying to parody: spaghetti westerns where the good guys aren't the ones with good morals, they're just the ones wearing the right colours, with a bonus WWII-theme because that's not an explosive topic AT ALL and yeah, he just likes to fuck with our minds. :D
I hate it when people say that Hitler rose to power because it is the Germans' special trait to be obedient. Fact is, those of us who live in a free country can't ever imagine what state terror is like, even if said free country was part of a totalitarian regime not even 20 years ago. Also, it's not as if people nowadays aren't suprisingly obedient: think about the experiment with volunteers who acted out an inmate-guard scenario that went just so wrong, or the one where volunteers were told to give increasingly bigger electric shocks to someone who was clearly in pain and obeyed through all the screams. That's a longer rant for some other time, but in IB, the German propaganda movie is in English, the guests trying to flee the burning cinema are made into animals just like the Nazis did in the Camps and Shosanna's movie is every bit as diabolical as the Nazis are usually thought of.
I'm not trying to say what the Nazis did was right. I don't think I have the power to morally condemn or absolve anybody who lived in Germany at that time and collaborated or simply did nothing to stop what was happening. But to say the Nazis were exclusively bad and everybody against them exclusively good is oversimplistic and against human nature. It would be good if things were that easy, but they aren't, and that's why I liked Inglorious Basterds.
Also um I bawled when when the Bear Jew brained that Nazi. He died for his country and I can't laugh at that. :(
TL;DR I overanalyze a gore movie.
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LET'S BLOW SHIT UP, YEAH
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