Originally Posted by Sudhish Comet
1 Quentin Tarantino / “Inglourious Basterds”
“You know somethin' Utivich, this might just be my masterpiece.” Of course, it is, sir. You have been a maverick all your life, defied conventions, had the audacity to misspell your movie title and rewrite history, but your biggest achievement, Sir Quentin, is how you have turned a handful of scenes into a two-and-a-half-hour long film with sparkling wit, delicious pop culture references and that dynamite tension. Your film is as explosive as film used to be with silver nitrate and all. You just made a scene involving a character drinking milk look like the most dangerous thing in the world. What cheek to construct a film as a series of encounters between the hunter and the hunted, letting us, the audience, in on what the characters don't know and make us sit on the edge of our seats! Clearly, the best directed film of the year. Cameron had technology, millions of dollars, 3D and what not to make his epic. You, sir, had just a few smart lines and brutal savage action. Oh, what joy to watch Hitler's face pumped with bullets and see a Nazi beaten to pulp with a baseball bat! If cinema is about gratification, escape, catharsis and celebration, you've made the single most wickedly entertaining film of the year. It may not be the best film this year, but it bears the distinct stamp of an auteur.