Thanks Palooza my unemployed ass totally killed a couple hours while i was sippin on my breakfast beer.
I agree with your review of Inglorious Basterds completely, even the end parts about needing more character development. But the movie is pulp tarantino, the performance by each and every person on the screen are fucking incredible. I mean, take away the lights, the sets, the costumes, all that shit, and fundamentally a director is there to get the best performance out of his people, and Tarantino does that with everybody, i mean everybody, from the butch chick at the bar to Shosanna's lover to "missyoulapadeet". I'm a tarantino guy to the bone, and this film is his masterpiece.
my only real complaint is that so much of it is in a foreign language. I hate to say it, but the lack of quotes from this movie is gonna keep it from being truly epic in the long run. I quote pulp fiction multiple times a day, and probably will for like, ever. the best dialogue is in a subtitle, which, duh i get it nazi germany/france, cant really be helped, but its the only chink in the armor of an otherwise masterful film.