Few filmmakers possess the audacity—or the artistry—of Quentin Tarantino. With Inglourious Basterds, his 2009 revisionist World War II epic, Tarantino doesn’t just challenge genre conventions. He sets them ablaze. Equal parts war film, spaghetti western, and pulp revenge fantasy, this is a cinematic symphony that dances between tension and absurdity, history and myth, with the swagger of a director who knows exactly what he’s doing—and how to make you watch, eyes wide and jaw slack.
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