From what I have read about it, I will be avoiding it. Sorry, and call me unfashionable and not at all post-modern, but I don't find 'the Jews do what the Nazis actually did to the Jews in real life' shtick very amusing...
That wasn't really what it was about. In fact, there was a very pointed part when people are watching the film-within-a-film, and everyone is laughing and applauding the gruesome on-screen deaths, apart from one person who is wincing at every death and looking around at all the others in the audience and thinking "what is wrong with you people?"
That was clearly Tarantino's opinion of some of his fans.
Hmm. Hmm. I may have to see it. I am never quite sure with Tarantino though. He's obsessively knowledgeable but I just don't know if he's that emotionally perceptive...
I guess I will have to see it now.
As I say, I thought Tarantino had matured.
Tarantino is the master of the claustrophobic trapped scene. Previously, he's not been subtle - Uma Thurman buried alive in the coffin, or the more general "guns are dangerous, if you are in a room with a madman with a gun, he really might kill you" which pervades his work. This time, yes, there was the physically trappedness (the opening scene is good - don't turn up late), but there was a more elegent over-riding sensation of linguistic claustrophobia, where characters switch between languages, and are isolated because they can't speak the language, or daren't give away that they *do* speak the language and must pretend not to understand...
I thought a scene in a restaurant where two characters are eating strudel was far more chilling than the Big Kahuna Burger scene in
Pulp Fiction. Though there wasn't a weapon in sight, let alone any violence.
Or maybe I was just a trifle tipsy when I saw it.
