and I’ve been putting out the fire with gasoline

Inglourious Basterds: I’m posting this on Labor Day in the hopes that no one sees it.

Quentin Tarantino has always approached films with the geeky enthusiasm of a comic book collector, rather than the affected aloofness of a film student. The movies he makes reflect that: a smorgasbord of styles, an epic assault on the senses that’s as likely to confuse as delight. Most of his movies suffer for it. But when he makes a movie about the affect movies have on audiences – as he did with Inglourious Basterds, a cheeky little piece of overthinking masquerading as a war film – the encyclopedia in his brain serves him well.

Not that every choice he makes is a good one. Midway through the film, two characters eat strudel with whipped cream in a Paris cafe. A fiber-detailed closeup on the bowl of cream: backlit, the spoon descending from above to harvest a dollop, and the spongy texture remaining. Artfully done, but what purpose does it serve in the scene in which it takes place? It’s likely a reference to some obscure film that Tarantino’s patting himself on the back for knowing. Likewise an early interrogation in a rural French farmhouse: the camera circles around Col. Hans Landa (Christoph Waltz) and a hapless French farmer during one point in the questioning. Why does it circle? What does it reveal, or heighten, or say that the two-shots we’d had to that point wasn’t revealing?

(This scene also brings up another recurring peeve I have with Tarantino: characters who talk about how delicious something is, rather than reacting as if they tasted something delicious. Samuel L. Jackson does it in Pulp Fiction – “you mind if I have some of your tasty beverage to wash this down?” – and Waltz does it in this scene as well. I know complaining about implausible dialogue in a Quentin Tarantino film’s like complaining about how quiet you have to be at a golf match, but it’s just stupid. Enough with the kvetching; on to how great the film is)

But tricks of camera, editing and pacing are the way films tell stories, and, oddly enough, Tarantino has a story to tell. He didn’t in Pulp Fiction (other than, “hey, wouldn’t it be neat if a lot of unbelievable coincidences linked the lives of a lot of ridiculous characters, and Uma Thurman’s hot?”, to which of course, yes) or Kill Bill (other than “aren’t kung fu films cool, and isn’t Uma Thurman hot?”, to which et cetera). He coasted on style. But Inglourious Basterds is all about style: the unspoken language that we use to hint without vocalizing. It’s a commentary on style. And given that Tarantino doesn’t just deliver a verdict on style, but uses style so effectively to do it, makes this – as Brad Pitt observes – his masterpiece.

Brad Pitt, as we all know from the trailer, is Lt. Aldo Raine, a snarling Tennesseean who claims enough Apache blood to lead a platoon of eight Jewish soldiers deep into German territory. He plans for them a campaign of terror and brutality in order to inspire fear in the minds of Nazi soldiers. We watch him deliver an inspiring speech to his men about just what he intends to do to every Nazi they capture. And that’s it. We get one scene of the Basterds scalping, executing and bludgeoning a Nazi squadron, but otherwise see very little of them in action. This might disappoint the casual action audience, but this is exactly the point. The movie’s not about the Basterds. We merely need to establish that the Basterds exist, and they’re doing stuff in France.

If the movie’s about anyone, it’s Shoshanna Dreyfus (who, since Tarantino couldn’t plausibly cast Uma Thurman as a 19-year-old Jew, is played by Thurman-lookalike Melanie Laurent), sole survivor of the scene with Col. Landa that begins the movie. Fleeing to Paris, she poses as a native Parisian and the owner of a small local cinema. There, she catches the eye of a young German soldier (the haplessly likable Daniel Bruhl), who’s been thrust into fame as suddenly as she avoids it. This soldier has the ear of Joseph Goebbels, and arranges for the premiere of a populist war film at Shoshanna’s cinema. She puts in motion a plan that’ll end in the deaths of every German officer in attendance, not knowing that the Allies already have a similar plan in motion. And that sets the tension which carries the rest of the film.

“What have you heard?”, everyone in the film keeps asking. Reputation and word of mouth are the most important currency in the film, whether Landa’s uncomfortable nickname “The Jew Hunter,” the campaign of terror spread by the Basterds, or even a stuffy British lieutenant proving his bona fides to Winston Churchill by comparing Goebbels and Selznick. Language itself also plays a critical role: Landa speaks English in the opening scene not just as a sly concession to WW2 films targeting American audiences, but also because the Jewish prisoners beneath the floorboards can’t speak it. The ability or inability to speak a language proves critical at various climaxes; note that the polyglot Landa survives to the end of the film.

Tarantino uses the language of film to make his point: that the language of film tells us whom to root for and whom against. The action climaxes at the Paris premiere of Goebbels’ crowning achievement, Nation’s Pride, a film that (apparently) consists of nothing but a lone heroic German sniping Allies from a clock tower. The audience (including Hitler himself) cackles and cheers. Later, when two of the Basterds massacre fleeing German civilians from a similarly elevated perch, the correspondence is obvious. And if it’s not, Landa makes it obvious when he captures Raine: “Were I sitting where you are now, should I expect mercy?” We are told by the film to imagine the characters in reversed positions.

The point isn’t mere moral relativism: that you can’t tell the Nazis from the Allies. Tarantino’s not leveling judgment on WW2. The entire movie takes place in a WW2 that never happened, as the film’s final outcome should make abundantly clear. The point Tarantino’s making is that you can only tell the heroes from the villains based on who gets the better close-ups.

It helps that Tarantino has assembled the finest cast he’s ever worked with for this movie. It’d be a waste of time to call out individual performances: they’re all fantastic. Especially the Germans, whom he invests with a great deal of humanity – although never without one perfunctory flourish of villainy on the end that justifies their execution. It seems odd, if you think about it, that someone would be a decent, patriotic German their entire life only to descend into savagery right before getting shot. But you’re not supposed to think about it. You’re supposed to recoil from the character’s villainy and then relax as the movie shares our judgment and ends their life. That’s how movies tell us who the villains are. And that is Tarantino’s point.


8 Responses

  1. Which Germans justified their execution with a flourish of villainy before their demise? I found it to be exactly the opposite. The German officer the Basterds come upon early on is positively Zen-like before being slugged by the famous Bear Jew. The SS officer in the basement tavern calls Bridget von Hammersmark and the other basterds on their ruse all while knowing it will almost certainly mean his own death. After the shoot-out, the one surviving German negotiates in good faith for his own life before being betrayed. Landa’s driver was clueless before being shot by Aldo Raine. True, Zoller got just a little too rough with Shosanna at the end, but he was only there in the first place because of his disgust at watching himself re-enact his killing of 200 or so Americans on the silver screen.

  2. @Matt: the German sergeant who gets his head clubbed in says, “Fuck you! And your Jew dogs!“. Sgt. Wilhelm (the new papa) yells, “And take your traitor with you!” before Bridget shoots him.

    It’s perfunctory, which is probably Tarantino’s point.

  3. I think the title of the last chapter, “The Revenge of the Giant Face” (or whatever it was) says it all about this movie. The film is a defense of deeply subjective and psychological moviemaking, in my eyes, which makes sense since people take QT to task for being all surface when, in fact, the vast majority of his stylization is expressive.

    But the film is all about psychological tension – there are no action sequences. Even our time with the Basterds is about slow, building tension created by alignment with certain characters. The film has at least 4 centerpiece sequences of tension (The farm, Shoshanna’s luncheon with the SS, the meet up in the bar, and the climactic destruction of the moviehouse), which is high for any movie of any style. All of these turn on the close up, the sine qua non of subjective filmmaking; the Giant Face. To underscore this, Tarantino is pitting the French, in love with auteurs, against the (initial) UFA goals of a more distant, Objective cinema, personified by Leni Riefenstahl. The conversation between Zoller and Shoshanna when she’s on the ladder changing the marquee is the key to the movie, as far as I’m concerned. He’s talking about a national cinema, and she’s talking about perspective and filmmaking eyes. They both like Pabst, even though he’s and old Germany, one of the German Expressionists. This is the “taint” that is likely going to keep him from being able to stomach that final sequence of his own movie – he’s not a nationalist at heart, he’s too expressive and human.

    But back to the huge face. Obviously, Shoshanna’s cackling, Wizard of Oz mug is the most obvious referent, but that whole section is laden with reeeeally important close ups. Watching Hammersmark’s face as she gets interrogated, watching Zoller watch himself, etc. is the key to the multiple perspectives at play. Moreover, when we finally see Landa lose his cool as he strangles Hammersmark, we see it not full-bodied, but as two close-ups. Things play out on his face that you only get a hint of previously, a deeper, and personal perspective, and this is how you know he’s going to turn on his country later in the film, in that one moment.

    Because this is the way I see the film, I have a different opinion on some of the things that put you off. The circling camera at the dairy farm is an expressive move – as they discuss the hawk circling the rat, the hawk is, by expressive camera movement, circling the rats. The close up of the cream is, in and of itself, just a shot of cream, but in that sequence, it’s another tension-builder. It slows down the pace and shows us how odious this cream is for Shoshanna. She’s focused on it, we’re focused on it, because Landa was so insistent, and we all just want this damned luncheon to be over.

    Hopefully I’ve expressed this adequately. I still don’t feel like I have all the answers, and I’m still mulling this movie, 3 days later.

  4. The whole “cream kosher” angle was lost on me when I saw the movie. Had I known that it would have supplied some better tension.

    • Oh, is it not kosher? That’s not why it’s odious in my eyes. It’s odious because we have to *wait* for it, as Landa insists, and she just wants to get the eff out of there.

  5. PS – Pulp Fiction and Kill Bill don’t have stories to tell? I disagree!

    • I’d be interested to hear what your notion of the Pulp Fiction story is (and I mean that sincerely, what with your film school cred and all).

      • Well, I mean, it’s a collection of stories, interwoven. I think that’s pretty indisputable. It’s the story of a boxer who grows some pride, dooms himself, and redeems himself (while losing his LA privileges). It’s the story of a couple of hitmen that have a couple of really bad days, one moreso than the other. It’s the story of a crimelord and his wife who also have a couple of really bad days.

        Now, what it might not have is a *point* beyond being an effective entertainment an exercise in style. I mean, perhaps there’s the sort of “don’t get involved in the seedy side, because it leads to ruin” point, but I think that’s more inherited from the “source material.” But the stories, they’re there.

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