Praise and glory to His Majesty Quentin
I personally am speechless after seeing "Inglourious Basterds" Tarantino's latest work of my beloved. A few times I came from a cinema with a look so satisfied (Gomorrah, another film which I believe is an absolute masterpiece, I've only seen in divx)
spoiler over fist ... let the favor of going first to see the film before read!
Forgive any mistakes and grammar as usual "to hell", reread it for good!
begin first by the immediate aspects: this movie is exciting and fun.
There you take the script and easy laugh, and second, the improbability of the plot, for situations that would be created on and for the "flash of genius in surprise." We laugh a lot more than in all the comedies out in the last 10 years.
This movie is "pop" also will understand my greengrocer (mmm. .. maybe I'm exaggerating), taste and maybe laugh a little bit of arrogance will be walking the streets proclaiming himself a true connoisseur and lover of cinema Uncle Quentin ( try to do as many). (Needless to say, as in many of his films, there are filters, indicators, that distinguish the expert who improvised these things he adored, views, and magazines, sifting through sites on the Internet designed sites) without mentioning the
numerous "Tarantino" all made in the film I noticed how in the end the main theme of the film is "cinema as such" (say metacinema For some, the film that talks about the film) and included a not-too-veiled satire on the Hollywood scene (you do not talk about that night gala of "fitness for the red carpet," but also "important people" looking smug improbabilissima projected the film). Much more than kill bill film speaks for itself: many of the dialogues about cinema (tedesco. jew ..), the film is about the same projection as the main theme and the final scene in which "Nazism" seen as denial of artistic freedom is literally burned to know a lot of films in revenge deliberately superficial sauce (Hitler had to burn the books).
The thing that I really liked it than ever this time, Tarantino does not take himself seriously: his side emerge caciarone and certainly do not care to create a masterpiece, it was absolutely in his intentions.
Its my opinion is a return to "do movies for fun" that was a bit typical of the first Lucas and Spielberg (the two cursed ruin of films!) Without expecting to create a sort of pathos and epic quality that frankly he had broken his balls (except in some, I want, where we presented the skits that are "squares 30 years" or when, for brief moments, the screen is tinged with that apes is an epic Sergio Leone, but who also wants to say, "Look, I could do that too).
And while we're talking about the references to "spettacolarizzante" popular culture: some characters introduced with jingle as a kind of star, to the "historical figures" listed by scritturina in pencil on the video.
One aspect is excellent in my opinion, the perfect construction of some scenes in which moments desecrating merge without a clear distinction to moments of great tension, masterfully rendered by quoting the great masters. The talkative tarantino dialogue, real trademark of his films, in practice, he discovers a new and incredible size, stirring with literally everything absolutely fine collegiate (the scene in the tavern for me is really the climax). And not
These scenes make "ridiculous" as you do? We use a group of actors literally science fiction, for me, even if they tear the good version of Brad Pitt and comic mustache (which for almost a whole movie quotes himself in Ocean's Eleven! ... If not a My impression is a genius worthy of John Travolta that plump evokes the ancient glories of the "Saturday Night Fever" in pulp fiction). The Nazi officers, the SS, the neo-soldier father and the "war hero" are more or less absolutely incredible.
A bow to the hunter of Jews ... a significant figure both luciferin (even when completely ruin the whole deal with the savoir strangled hysterical that gives a minimum of humanity to the character) that annihilates hitler (here reduced to a naughty child.)
Another aspect that I like to look good is the greatest interest to the "nationality" that emerges in several parts.
more apparent as the "projectionist" black in a certain way is the perpetrator of the end of the Third Reich, the Jewish girl who is plotting revenge (ah.. This bride), brad pitt half Indian (collecting scalps) and with an Italian name (and the brilliant idea "let's also the Italians", "yes yes, it seems incredibly fucked up, but now the mission must go on then let's try") but also more subtle as the frequent use of foreign languages \u200b\u200bsometimes sometimes subtitled no (brilliant, even if it is inspired by Cronenberg's Eastern Promises) that allow you to distinguish the good points of view of the characters, you need to know what is good and that it is not known even from the perspective of the viewer. Like Pulp Fiction
the food steals the scene and is often cited as a reason for wanting even racial distinction (the Germans eat sauerkraut and wurstell, the cream is introduced on the strudel at a time when the blacks are mentioned, the milk in the case of Jews)
How Not to mention the metaphors of the mouse and king kong? Just as the way in which "the English are the third hand"
speak now of the thing that most amused me: the search for Quotation and teasing films
Quentin is famous for his "riflullare in his own way" in various kinds sauce delusional but this time he literally exaggerated (but with grace and love for the films "scrambled" and always with great irony). It seems like a puzzle game of the week: I wanted to see the movie with some of my colleagues to make a competition to see who was the most citations in a giant "sharpen his sight."
Allow me to list those who think I've found:
teasing Various
initial Brad Pitt's speech to his soldiers, and bombastic part metaphorical, almost to the braveheart and is not expected that his promises of war movies (the scalps ...) are finally really put into practice with meticulous precision
The scene of the scalp as well as the engraving of the swastika are you a quote for various movie world of the 70 pregnant with morbidity but also a model teasing films Saw, Hostel (Eli Roth Of which, the bear is a director jew!), which provides much evidence in the truculence and the splatter from morbid snuff
The legendary tavern scene, with the game dell'indovina the character (I swear I was in tears with laughter when the ' I've seen) is aping the movies (and real life moments such as the spectacle of poker on TV but maybe this is my opinion) "pussy where people play cards and drink whiskey because it is cool" and where the game itself becomes the backbone of the film and stands as a metaphor of life "(a bit like playing football for the freedom of flight for vitttoria
The obvious tributes to both the" 70's war movie "that the spy story ( even the most unlikely of James Bond: I see much the thing we "do something absurd, that we are in Sicily)
Citations: Sergio Leone
course from the outset: first floor, open fields, music" in the foreground "dialogue from spaghetti westerns and direct quotes from his imaginary
Brad Pitt who quotes himself in Ocean's Eleven
course, the godfather, also seen in the forms referred to themselves in the collective and deliberately
ridiculed the time the owner of the cinema "is trick", which is identical to the moments of action movies where the hero prepares to turn the "weapons" (Quentin Tarantino act of love to the woman's figure, even in this film hero of the story without blemish)
coupled with the incredible Cinderella tarantino fetish (AHAHAHAHAH)
(!!!) The Odyssey: the signal you barred the doors and that the slaughter of suitors
Saving Private Ryan : propaganda films in the beautiful, just like the sniper
the officer in the tavern (very good) seems to me a version of some Nazi remiscelata indiana jones
The bodies of the girl to the ground and the "main character" you are "final scene of 300" (quoted in turn by the victims of the sniper), but I think it can be a quote of something else that I missed (oddio!! in fact I came to mind a scene from the film "firefox fire fox clint eastwood ... two Jewish spies die at exactly the same way) And
fenech .... and also Enzo G. Castellari, creator of" Inglorious Bastards " , present as an extra (which obviously I have not noticed ... I do not know)
The "final destruction" of the film reminded me at times in the destruction of Casabianca Independence Day ... I hope so! would be brilliant the parallel
The scenes during the massacre they do as "vintage horror movies" with a evil grin in the flames (which I would say is also the horror sam raimi evil dead)
The mexican standoff hyena
The Nazi (and its requirements that are pretentious so "that criminal hostage forward requests, but in a bureaucratic) eventually delivered to the Americans like Sean Connery in Hunt for Red October
but now I keep the real" orgasm of quotations, something that frankly left me open mouth: these things happen in a few minutes
1) of the fake Sicilians take the weapons out of the bathroom as the godfather
2) one of them kills the first guard as the first murder of Don Vito Corleone (gun Hidden nell'asciugamano)
3) the other runs with a knife in a scene almost identical to the final of "untouchables"
4) hitler riddled with bullets as tony montana (= hitler tony montana ... ahhahaha)
5) a falls, riddled by shots, in an octagonal pool more like the final scene of scarface
6) the ardor with which Eli Roth machine gun the audience from the balcony is once again tony montana
7), the slow motion during the rain of fire with the hissing of bullets again Saving Private Ryan
not received the
:
the sudden image of her announcing her revenge
the residue of his image in the smoke, with the screen now burned
names printed on the cards!
and the wonderful thing is that there will be even more ... more or less hidden
Concudendo just want to mention that once upon a time in France "...
World War II and becomes pure fantasy for me is a little star wars
Following the system Morandini I would say three and a half stars!
UPDATE
quotes!
apart from the so commonplace that I had not noticed the great dictator, I had a strange feeling when the Germans speak of "German cinema" ... will probably be my impression but I could not help but think of the second tragic fantozzi ... the scene in the end has more a similarity ...
scenes "typical tarantino" are obviously present: the shot "fast food" recovery "from the inside of a boot" although it lacks the car ... lacks the reddish light in the basement and first floor with his back but it is likely that he has not noticed
Lello pointed out an old war movies where they discover a spy by his American way of eating (in this case the way in which the false German is the third hand)
memories of torture typical of films about Vietnam veterans that affect contacts even light (the scene in the tavern, the butcher of Nazis)
Monday, October 5, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
What Cable Do I Need To Hook Up Ipod To Dvd
Welcome Fernando! Bye Bye Michael
Cry or Ferrari!
After years of discreet
purgatory, a world title won by an absolute ass of another and unfortunately lost absolute (or Mclaren cheating), one year, the current one that say "process" is a compliment, we have again a true champion .
Fernando, talent ever, the only one who really defeated the Kaiser, will be responsible for us to forget the blond between ourselves without emotions and even the poor Massa (who will also do his duty but his sample is not).
For me it is currently the most talented: the hysterical light years ahead of Hamilton and the Pole (which is not so bad) fierce fights for the 13th position, the port on the podium carts like the current Renault, is fairly nice (finally), blood and even speak Italian.
My best wishes! The Reds will rise again!
Cry or Ferrari!
After years of discreet
purgatory, a world title won by an absolute ass of another and unfortunately lost absolute (or Mclaren cheating), one year, the current one that say "process" is a compliment, we have again a true champion .
Fernando, talent ever, the only one who really defeated the Kaiser, will be responsible for us to forget the blond between ourselves without emotions and even the poor Massa (who will also do his duty but his sample is not).
For me it is currently the most talented: the hysterical light years ahead of Hamilton and the Pole (which is not so bad) fierce fights for the 13th position, the port on the podium carts like the current Renault, is fairly nice (finally), blood and even speak Italian.
My best wishes! The Reds will rise again!
Friday, June 26, 2009
Curtains Hide Bookcase
An absolute legend, surely among the top 5 things I heard in my life.
great Beat It On is probably my passion for rock music
I've always had outbursts of emotion on the incredible video of Smooth Criminal
A great artist, an extraordinary voice, songs epochal.
And do not argue, they are absolutely part of
we want to remember in the midst of her "glamorous" show Pharaonic, glove, socks, long hair coat shiny
In his memory let us all a wink of chestnuts screaming, happy, for the last time, a nice "AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU" I miss you
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Funny Limericks Starting With W
Mirror's Edge: the people who corron
I happened to play Mirror's Edge , globalizzatissima overproduction of video games today which makes a lot of talk.
have long been rather critical of the modern game: gaudy and expensive productions suitable for a new generation of gamers who prefer supposed to win easy.
Mirror's Edge is a game really horrible, just as the mirror of the times: the capillary marketing has painted him as an alternative, "no global" bearer of a lost freedom behind liters of blood and slaughter. Alleged experts have called "modern platform," a minimalist work and "artistic", "game-fascist" according to some hysterical
For me it's a total shit
The main character, Faith, is an alpha of freedom of expression in a neat and clean city, where there is order and discipline (and where, supposedly, the bushings are completely banned), jumping like a cat (as well as Will E. Coyote having frequent falls) of roof roof, defying all laws of physiotherapy.
I could talk about the ridiculous difficulty level (once the infinite lives were considered "A trick"), graphic style that wants to be minimalist but in reality is only "approximate" some obvious bugs (you must necessarily play in 16 / 9!), HDR used with impunity that does nothing but overexpose the image creating a frenzy of white, the fact that the gameplay is a sort of Prince of Persia incomplete (the fights are ridiculous and approximate in this case), lack of feeling dizzy, the fact that the control via gamepad is obscene etc. ...
but ... I want to reflect on one thing ...
the feeling of freedom ....
what freedom??
the essence of the game??
hahahha
Faith fights against a rotten system and "fascist" but the first to impose rules that are the programmers of this massacre: the game runs strictly on preset tracks, the feeling of freedom takes about a minute.
time to realize that you have to follow a road, that there is no alternative, that programmers have established a priori where to hang, jump (there are ridiculous scene where our protagonist does not scale structure of tubes where my grandmother would rise without problems) and what (few) open ports.
And then the story of the candidates for mayor (yes!) Becomes even more of an outlet for a ride with us. I agree with
the rulers of the city: we need order and discipline! That fall (and fall often) these damn Parkour so dear to the French!
In total crap you save quite sound: the music is really excellent
Do not tell me anything, but I get to play some worthy craft and play in flash, if you like the look platoform (if you are able, I did not succeed ) to complete Super Mario Bros 3!
I happened to play Mirror's Edge , globalizzatissima overproduction of video games today which makes a lot of talk.
have long been rather critical of the modern game: gaudy and expensive productions suitable for a new generation of gamers who prefer supposed to win easy.
Mirror's Edge is a game really horrible, just as the mirror of the times: the capillary marketing has painted him as an alternative, "no global" bearer of a lost freedom behind liters of blood and slaughter. Alleged experts have called "modern platform," a minimalist work and "artistic", "game-fascist" according to some hysterical
For me it's a total shit
The main character, Faith, is an alpha of freedom of expression in a neat and clean city, where there is order and discipline (and where, supposedly, the bushings are completely banned), jumping like a cat (as well as Will E. Coyote having frequent falls) of roof roof, defying all laws of physiotherapy.
I could talk about the ridiculous difficulty level (once the infinite lives were considered "A trick"), graphic style that wants to be minimalist but in reality is only "approximate" some obvious bugs (you must necessarily play in 16 / 9!), HDR used with impunity that does nothing but overexpose the image creating a frenzy of white, the fact that the gameplay is a sort of Prince of Persia incomplete (the fights are ridiculous and approximate in this case), lack of feeling dizzy, the fact that the control via gamepad is obscene etc. ...
but ... I want to reflect on one thing ...
the feeling of freedom ....
what freedom??
the essence of the game??
hahahha
Faith fights against a rotten system and "fascist" but the first to impose rules that are the programmers of this massacre: the game runs strictly on preset tracks, the feeling of freedom takes about a minute.
time to realize that you have to follow a road, that there is no alternative, that programmers have established a priori where to hang, jump (there are ridiculous scene where our protagonist does not scale structure of tubes where my grandmother would rise without problems) and what (few) open ports.
And then the story of the candidates for mayor (yes!) Becomes even more of an outlet for a ride with us. I agree with
the rulers of the city: we need order and discipline! That fall (and fall often) these damn Parkour so dear to the French!
In total crap you save quite sound: the music is really excellent
Do not tell me anything, but I get to play some worthy craft and play in flash, if you like the look platoform (if you are able, I did not succeed ) to complete Super Mario Bros 3!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Motorcycle Thermal Suits
rooftops I remember old days: 2004 Caivano rock
I recovered this ancient blog post, hoping that Giovanni Lindo Ferretti could give us some new live creepy.
I also read me, eyes filled with emotion on and I take this opportunity to greet The Spiezia
HELLO TO ALL POST KILOMETRE
Live Afterhours, Marlene Kuntz pgr: we were here!
We
And in this case I Spiez and the sister of the same!
We get good 2 hours before the gates of the stadium Caivano and now we are affected by the "fauna" rocker:
pair fur, fur he and she
fur trio, two and a lei he
fur the girl, the guy with the polo shirt and sweater on his shoulders (a selection criminal)
clones Nanni Moretti
Types dark colored eyes with blacks (hallucinated)
The mp3 player: a guy who suddenly gripped by hysteria recited verses of songs with anger and transport
In the crowd were noted as well:
Gypsies Caivano dressed as gypsies who obviously had an event to show that there were too cool
Roma gypsies who stared us like animals, noting customs and exclaiming phrases like "ua mo but CIA was I to robb a Chist "
we were the most normal, in practice we had the clothes of the day
9 30 starts to live the PGR, begins heavy base. We do not know a song start on pogo but first indications of large mozzatone, but does not last long ... ... the voice enters
Giovanni Lindo Ferretti will be a communist or former communist shit crazy but he has a charisma and in practice, also dominated by property the scene: a crazy voice, dark, hallucinatory, one of which at that time is giving the soul ... the show runs smoothly the songs do not know. At the end begins "tabula rasa electrified" .. slowly, almost say the words, all property, someone tries to take time ... 5 minutes without taking resumes and the same words in hard version. I freezes the blood, people began to mosh, we happily sbattutti here and there. End
arrive Marlene Kuntz, perhaps the weakest part of the show ... I just do not know how to play, do not say this with emphasis Puglia but what about a group for 10 minutes just messing around with the instruments? Every so often a rhythm part, I do not even know a song. The problem is that we realize what we are becoming: the unbearable heat, sweat at least 50 people on him, when you reach the point of exhaustion and poga well is the water of the Spiegelberg ... the situation is tragic: the square arzanese ago to protect his sister by the violence of the blows, and in the meantime I contains large vuttate do fur me to come within range, are obviously slim. The pure air becomes an option.
Afterhours: colossal roar, Manuel lambs speaking politically correct in my opinion just needs to come out, talking to me has a knock ch never ends and we like the fravaglio.
The guitars do not work as usual, but the end is the fool who cheats because of Manuel in the end run, it changes one at the end of the first song the lineage against an amp, a nice gesture that costs chitarrone almeno1500ceuri . Start
1996, all jump, everyone knows the words, some other song and a piano and bass version of the song Marinella De Andrè, very haunted ... DEA begins and there is delusion ... shots from all sides, people weight weight that comes along, I beat until I was exhausted, a girl falls to the ground, a mess of misery, I would not have lasted another 2 seconds ... I suck the process but in the meantime, apart from what is not there and the chorus is full, the Spiezia hints of lighter vaschiana heated memory ... then comes the climax: bad part of honey, there is immediately a roar, everyone starts to jump and mosh, and I mean all the land the stadium stands up completely, the oxygen is no longer only the land and cigarette smoke, coughing to the stars but in the meantime you're banging like an animal. At the end we are all dead, the set with songs from the AU contingent that there are all destroyed, I had hoped for a few songs that I liked more, but as it said Spiezio, did a bungee jumping from tears.
end of the concert, myself, but all the others, weight 3 kg less (I checked later at home), the live, lasted 4 hours and I struggled as two football matches, the shirt is soaked through and how he said my mother "stays upright by itself", the pants are fully painted, adidas shoes no longer have the black stripes, if you go to a rock concert dress with most of the stuff you shit
the end it was destroyed and happy, rock and roll will never die ... but how do you feel the disco stuff? Anyway my next live will be one of britney spears, at least not risk your life
I recovered this ancient blog post, hoping that Giovanni Lindo Ferretti could give us some new live creepy.
I also read me, eyes filled with emotion on and I take this opportunity to greet The Spiezia
HELLO TO ALL POST KILOMETRE
Live Afterhours, Marlene Kuntz pgr: we were here!
We
And in this case I Spiez and the sister of the same!
We get good 2 hours before the gates of the stadium Caivano and now we are affected by the "fauna" rocker:
pair fur, fur he and she
fur trio, two and a lei he
fur the girl, the guy with the polo shirt and sweater on his shoulders (a selection criminal)
clones Nanni Moretti
Types dark colored eyes with blacks (hallucinated)
The mp3 player: a guy who suddenly gripped by hysteria recited verses of songs with anger and transport
In the crowd were noted as well:
Gypsies Caivano dressed as gypsies who obviously had an event to show that there were too cool
Roma gypsies who stared us like animals, noting customs and exclaiming phrases like "ua mo but CIA was I to robb a Chist "
we were the most normal, in practice we had the clothes of the day
9 30 starts to live the PGR, begins heavy base. We do not know a song start on pogo but first indications of large mozzatone, but does not last long ... ... the voice enters
Giovanni Lindo Ferretti will be a communist or former communist shit crazy but he has a charisma and in practice, also dominated by property the scene: a crazy voice, dark, hallucinatory, one of which at that time is giving the soul ... the show runs smoothly the songs do not know. At the end begins "tabula rasa electrified" .. slowly, almost say the words, all property, someone tries to take time ... 5 minutes without taking resumes and the same words in hard version. I freezes the blood, people began to mosh, we happily sbattutti here and there. End
arrive Marlene Kuntz, perhaps the weakest part of the show ... I just do not know how to play, do not say this with emphasis Puglia but what about a group for 10 minutes just messing around with the instruments? Every so often a rhythm part, I do not even know a song. The problem is that we realize what we are becoming: the unbearable heat, sweat at least 50 people on him, when you reach the point of exhaustion and poga well is the water of the Spiegelberg ... the situation is tragic: the square arzanese ago to protect his sister by the violence of the blows, and in the meantime I contains large vuttate do fur me to come within range, are obviously slim. The pure air becomes an option.
Afterhours: colossal roar, Manuel lambs speaking politically correct in my opinion just needs to come out, talking to me has a knock ch never ends and we like the fravaglio.
The guitars do not work as usual, but the end is the fool who cheats because of Manuel in the end run, it changes one at the end of the first song the lineage against an amp, a nice gesture that costs chitarrone almeno1500ceuri . Start
1996, all jump, everyone knows the words, some other song and a piano and bass version of the song Marinella De Andrè, very haunted ... DEA begins and there is delusion ... shots from all sides, people weight weight that comes along, I beat until I was exhausted, a girl falls to the ground, a mess of misery, I would not have lasted another 2 seconds ... I suck the process but in the meantime, apart from what is not there and the chorus is full, the Spiezia hints of lighter vaschiana heated memory ... then comes the climax: bad part of honey, there is immediately a roar, everyone starts to jump and mosh, and I mean all the land the stadium stands up completely, the oxygen is no longer only the land and cigarette smoke, coughing to the stars but in the meantime you're banging like an animal. At the end we are all dead, the set with songs from the AU contingent that there are all destroyed, I had hoped for a few songs that I liked more, but as it said Spiezio, did a bungee jumping from tears.
end of the concert, myself, but all the others, weight 3 kg less (I checked later at home), the live, lasted 4 hours and I struggled as two football matches, the shirt is soaked through and how he said my mother "stays upright by itself", the pants are fully painted, adidas shoes no longer have the black stripes, if you go to a rock concert dress with most of the stuff you shit
the end it was destroyed and happy, rock and roll will never die ... but how do you feel the disco stuff? Anyway my next live will be one of britney spears, at least not risk your life
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Kawasaki Snowmobile Carburetor
Tricarico
You suck the toilet, you're a shit, a poor man without talent who wants to make the character.
When we speak of Tricarico is always a good opportunity to write insults
am also willing to only those who dare to beat you appreciate
You suck the toilet, you're a shit, a poor man without talent who wants to make the character.
When we speak of Tricarico is always a good opportunity to write insults
am also willing to only those who dare to beat you appreciate
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