As it stands now, it looks like the four winners for for acting Oscars this weekend will be Jeff Bridges, Sandra Bullock, Christoph Waltz, and Mo’Nique. One washed-up country singer, one modern country belle, one Jew Hunter, and one mom from Hell- see any similarities?
The acting categories usually go to four very distinct roles from very different styles of acting. Not so this year.
If you were to look at the supporting categories this year, you’d see that. Waltz gives his tour de force in four languages layered with charm and menace, while Mo’Nique gives hers in one language, amps up the menace, takes away charm, and adds insanity. Different styles of acting? Yes. But, both of these roles are antagonists.
Inglourious Basterds Directed by: Quentin Tarantino Written by: Quentin Tarantino (screenplay) Starring: Brad Pitt, Christoph Waltz, Mélanie Laurent, Eli Roth, and Diane Kruger
I consider myself to be a rather big fan of Quentin Tarantino. Pulp Fiction, Kill Bill, and Jackie Brown all have their place on my list of favorite movies. I am disheartened to announce, then, that Inglourious Basterds is without a doubt Mr. Tarantino’s worst film.
By no means does this mean it’s a bad film, it just lacks that all-important vibe of urgency and humanity that brings his other genre pieces to such vivid, unmistakable life. Is it cool? Sure. Is it entertaining? You bet your ass it is. But it just doesn’t resonate. I watched it in the theater and then kind of forgot about it until it was coming out on DVD. It’s like Avatar in that way. I liked it, but I won’t remember it.