Ah, “Inglourious Basterds”, as problematic as you are provocative. (Seriously, just check out the comments being posted under my review.) And, like any Tarantino movie, you’re just about bursting with nods to the director’s influences — some Aldrich here, some Pabst there, and of course there’s always room for giallo.
With my latest Sympatico/MSN movie gallery, I do my part to break it down a little for the newbies. But I barely scratched the surface — I mean, the section on Dario Argento could just as well have been expanded to cover Mario Bava and Brian de Palma, too.
Oh, well. World enough, and time … and I have neither, at the moment. Don’t you know there’s a festival on?