I'm not a fan of Tarantino , much less, although it is true that most of his movies I like enough. Unfortunately, although a few years ago the mere mention of his name on the poster for a movie already guaranteed a minimum level of quality, recently becoming a director somewhat irregular, sometimes so focused on their own identity that comes to seem a bad imitator of himself. Kill Bill, his latest solo work to the film before us today is a good example. This is a very good action film with good dialogues, scenes to remember and charismatic. The problem with this film is that is so full of moments and situations "borrowed" and characters seen a thousand times, you do not know if putting it in the bag of "tribute" or copy directly from absolute lack of ideas. In fact all the same, it is a good movie anyway, but it leaves you with some hesitation. Doubts are dispelled when he saw his contribution to Grindhouse , half with his colleague has Robert Rodriguez : Deathproof .
Tarantino's friend shows us his newly tiled
septum in Dermoestética Corporation
And, while the part of Rodriguez (Planet Terror ) is a hilarious parody and even steroids eyebrows crappy tape of Z series, and as such must be understood (although people here to strive to see it as a movie criticizing the use and precisely because of their virtues, which is understandable considering that here usually go to movies without informing us beforehand so we'll see), "Deathproof" no where to take it ... Absurd dialogues that lead nowhere, female protagonists that copy (and bad) to Tarantino's other female leads, endless flat feet (never see so many calluses and bunions on a movie screen) ... soporific film and tiresome to watch, which only saves Kurt Russell (or not) and the action scenes, especially the end, which is utterly incredible. But the end does not save you from being a real brick. Here Tarantino writes itself, and badly copied. After "Deathproof" I must admit that I already had some unfounded prejudices about his next film, but consider that this has come ...
Curious, the fund out twice the first-line ,
but not known or your old ...
Curious, the fund out twice the first-line ,
but not known or your old ...
Inglourious Basterds (Inglorious Bastards, 2009) tells two parallel stories, structured by chapters (chunga enough signal, but this man used without rest), taking place during the Second World War. The first is the story of an American command of Jewish soldiers, as they are ugly beasts alone and more than a brick sandwich, headed by Lieutenant Aldo Raine (Brad Pitt ). The sole mission of this command is to kill Nazis in occupied France, the more the better, period. The other story tells how a Jewish girl named Shoshanna (Mélanie Laurent ) plans burn a movie of his property during an opening night will be attending the entire high command of Nazi Germany. Both stories converge at the end of the film. Once again, Tarantino again, the theme of revenge "by storm", with no subtleties. By the way, from now on I think the girl protagonist Shoshone rename to encourage more visits unintelligent people looking for their ration of porn.
The story is told in a somewhat unstructured and quite unbalanced in terms of screen presence of the characters. In the bill we sell that are the real bastards characters of the film, which is quite unrealistic, since they have much more screen presence Shoshone and movies. If you go to see Brad Pitt's character, forget it. As for the characters, Tarantino meets to spare and are quite nice, especially Sergeant Brad Pitt making southern ranker (this man ever love me again, I'm going to put in the folder as a hormonal teenager in the middle period) and Nazi cazajudíos addicted to milk (even if the dialogues more weary of the whole movie). The location is good as always, that Tarantino never fails.
As for the dialogues, the hallmark of the director ... poof ... the dialogue is a point a little loose at times. Are not cancerous, as in Deathproof (sanctioned by WHO on several occasions), but they sometimes give the feeling of going round and round without actually saying anything at all. Yet, while bordering the "tiresome", fail to fall into it and have its moments. This particular point could have been managed by limiting the length of the tape, obviously too (2:30 pm duermenalgas often), he could have let in 2 hours at most. The movie would have earned enough in my opinion. The worst of the tape, without doubt, the soundtrack, but not for being bad but because it does not stick or glue to the movie. Tarantino, as always, puts the issues that come out of the eyelet and mixed with Morricone, who also hit a lot. Oh, and of course, is a scene whore female feet, that was missed! Quentin's friend never tires of reminding him continually cuáááánto tallies put the legs female ... Good for you, Quentin, but I get bored a little and your filias, to see if we are content that you visit the blog.
conclusion, so you can resume your depraved lives Inglourious Basterds is NOT a bad movie, even if not at the level of the great director. It's a fun movie with good moments and good characters. However, due to its excessive length, structure, and the endless discussions that have put Brad Pitt in the middle of the lineup without any real character, will do that (Rappel mode on) there are people that hate death. In short, I eat more than one head, saying that what I say is not bad, but from here I say, two or three weight forever, that you may be a shit, because I had fun watching it and therefore I put a score of 7 glasses of milk on Nazis 10.
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