a.k.a. Once Upon a Time in Nazi Occupied France (the previous spaghetti western meets WWII title)
This needs to be prefaced. After having just watched John Dillinger do his thing in Public Enemies I wasn’t all that excited to watch Tarantino do his to WWII.
The movie started with the expectation of being turned off a half hour later, but the opening scene sucked me in. It was a smart way to introduce the language use in the movie. Had amazing, seldom seen, pacing and perfectly timed reveals building the tension. Then triggers started being pulled. Yup, a Tarantino product. Luckily that comes with a lot more good then it does gore. The opening scene alone meant I’d see the film through to the end. But I’d have my computer open for distraction.
Almost any scene I watched was great. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that there were even more good ones in between that I missed. Finally, shortly before Chapter Five, my attention got sucked in to fully focus.
Shortly after moving out here my roommate came home with the script and (with my permission) told me all about it. I am far from a historian, but oddly protective of WWII and its accuracy. So the ending was just the completion of a story arch, and irked me a bit. I’m hoping there were at least some who got to see it not knowing the end. The way it was intended for. Knowing what really happened in the war and having their minds implode when watching the finale of the film.
What I saw early in the movie was good. The entire ending was entertaining. At some point I should finish watching all the pieces in the middle. The more I think back on it the more I liked the movie, I’m sure there’s a breaking point at which time I’ll go back to my previous opinion.
“I love rumors! Facts can be so misleading, where rumors, true or false, are often revealing.”
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