The May issue of Vanity Fair includes a whole, long scene from the screenplay of Quentin Tarantino's Enghlawerious Bass Turdz, or whatever the hell it's called. The excerpt is not available online, presumably because the Internet is not yet capable of sustaining its awesomeness. I don't want to entirely spoil it for you, since I know you're going to want to run right down to the newsstand as soon as you get your pants on, but I'll tell you this: it's got a Nazi in it. It also has a French farmer, so the Nazi will have somebody to point his dialogue at. The dialogue goes on a bit, in that QT way; it takes the two combatants half the scene to phony up a reason for them to speaking in English, as multiplex audiences in the United States tend to prefer. But once they get done, it has been made clear that, in this World War II picture, the Nazis are the bad guys, which isn't necessarily something you could have guessed from the trailer.
Don't get me wrong; I like Tarantino. I even put his half of Grindhouse on my ten best list for that year, which I think makes me the official Tarantino booster in these parts, unless we're already at that point where the correct term is "Tarantino apologist." However, that trailer, which somebody here has probably already filed a review of, does look like a cross between a psychotic eight-year-old's big-budget adaptation of a Sgt. Rock comic, which is something that I thought Schwarzenegger's political career had spared us from getting, and the Hitler movie of Mel Brooks's dreams. Everything about it, starting with that goddamn title, gives off an ominous whiff of sheer goofiness, which is a constant factor in QT's work but one that he, at his best, tends to push against a little instead of wallowing in it like a pig in shit. Anyway, if you want to start prepping for it, the VF website does have a brief photo slideshow of the stars. It confirms that Diane Kruger is of great benefit to any clothes of any era that she deigns to wear, and that this is one of those Brad Pitt movies in which Brad thinks he's supposed to act, so he does that thing where he contorts his features into funny expressions to help us make the imaginative leap it takes to think he's somebody else. One of these days somebody is going to sneak up behind him and yell "Boo!" and his face will stick that way, and won't Angelina be surprised when he comes home from work. That's when Billy Bob makes his move.
Monday, July 20, 2009
New Tarantino Film Begins Advancing on Newsstands
Posted by Phil Dyess-Nugent at 9:19 AM