I’ve never been the biggest Tarantino fan in the world, although his movies are definitely unique in that you know you’re watching one of his when you see one. The dialogue is always ten times slicker than you could ever dream up and most scenes have some kind of shocking element to them.

Inglorious Basterds was a relentless 2.5 hour push and pull on my stomach. I suppose the nature of espionage lends itself to creating tension. Every scene makes the audience ask the question: “Does this Nazi see through the act?”

The movie really puts the holocaust back in perspective. I hadn’t seen a WWII movie in a while and this one certainly did a good job of portraying the evil involved in rounding up and killing Jews. And despite the criticism I usually pass upon those who justify aggression based on the belief that Jews and Israel remain in similar danger, I felt myself teetering while watching the film.