Inglorious Tarantio is a Basterd

I watched Inglorious Basterd's this weekend. I must admit that I have not been a great admirer of Quinton Tarantino's work in the past - Kill Bill and Pulp Fiction had quixotic plot lines that were mildly entertaining, but the gruesome violence was numbing and wholly "over the top" (and I realize this is part of the caricature).

Happily, Melanie Phillips agrees with this sentiment so I include her assessment in this article.

The net result? No redeeming qualities whatsoever. I hope it fails at the Oscar's as well.