Inglourious Basterds Picspam - Chapter Two

Dec 24, 2009 11:35




Zip folder (uploaded at Megaupload, 109.48MB, features the full-sized, unaltered caps, both those used in the picspam and others that have been left out.)



Atten hut!



This is Aldo Raine. Apart from blatantly checking out the men under his "command", he leads his men on their missions, which is to do one thing, and one thing only - kill some Nazis.



And these are the Basterds. Now, I don't know all of their names, but the important ones will be formally introduced later on. I'm fairly sure than one of the other one's names is Kagan.



And this is Donny Donowitz, better known as the Bear Jew. According to Eli Roth, who portrays the character, the Bear Jew always tops. He also always looks far too excited to be in a Tarantino movie (which, coincidentally, is another rule of my Basterds drinking game - take a sip every time Eli Roth looks entirely too aroused.)



Oh, Hitler. You strange, little man. I love how the actual Nazis that appear in this movie (Hitler, Goebbles, etc.) are little more than running jokes. And the genius of Hitler's portrayal is that he is played completely straight.



Hey, unexpected Quentin. And, in other news, GOOOOOOORE! More movies need to feature scalping. Just saying.



Hey, that's the name of the movie!



This may be a somewhat unpopular opinion, but I do respect the character of Sgt. Werner Rachmann. If the shoe was on the other foot, and the Basterds were the villains of the piece, he would have been declared a hero for bravely facing what will come next.



I can't be the only one who hears the opening guitar chord from "Slaughter" every time they read/hear Hugo Stiglitz's name in full, right? It's like it is some sort of classical conditioning - I hear that name, and my first thought is, "da na".

Oh, and by the way, if you couldn't tell, this is Sgt. Hugo Stiglitz.



He killed 13 Gestapo Majors while still an enlisted man, and is generally an unapologetic psychopath. And the flashbacks to some of these grusomely awesome murders (narrated by Samuel L. Jackson) is so pure fucking Tarantino that you can't help but grin as though you are Wednesday Addams and you are electricuting your brother.



I am glad that they changed the Bear Jew's big entrance from how it was described in the screenplay. The sound of his big arse baseball bat, combined with "The Surrender" by Ennio Morricone, are far more impressive than knocking some rocks around on the ground.



I have to say, this is definitely one of more memorable character entrances that I've seen. Nothing grabs your attention quite like someone being viciously beaten to death with a blood-stained baseball bat, with the names of Jewish victims and families carved into the wood.



Eli Roth looking far too excited to be in a Tarantino move, take two. You'll also notice that Aldo Raine seems to be appreciating the Bear Jew's excitement.





Wicki gets his own panel for two reasons: his voice is like sex on fucking vocal chords, and he (the actor, that is) was on Kommissar/Inspector Rex. A fact that will never fail to be absolutely hilarious (and it's still far too tempting to write some sort of cracked out Basterds/Rex crossover, in which Rex (a German Shepard, for those not in the know) saves the day during the La Louisiane scene.)



Now, I'm not the hugest fan of Brad Pitt, but he definitely does what he does best in this movie. He pretty much is the character of Adlo Raine. Even when he is undercover, he is still unmistakably Aldo Raine. And he is awesome.



Raine: See, we like our Nazis in uniform...

I can't help it. Every time I hear Aldo say this, "I love a man in uniform" by Gang of Four pops into my head. Is it any wonder I'm convinved that the mass majority of Basterds are gayer than bloody Christmas trees?

In other news, that strategically placed leaf on Wicki's coat will never fail to amuse.



Donnie (looking far too aroused for the third time): You know, Lieutenant. You're getting pretty good at that.
Aldo: You know how you get to Carnagie Hall, dontcha? Practice.

The little shred of bloodied skin left on that bowie knife is a beautiful thing.

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