by Tony Nigro
We here at Split Edit are not shy about talking trash about award shows, but I am still an editor by trade and would be remiss if I neglected this video where my friend and colleague Bonnie Koehler breaks down the nominees for an award that’s as elusive as the art behind it. (Spoiler alert: It’s not just about fast cuts.)
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by Lewis Manalo
Now enjoy watching Jews act like Nazis from the comfort of your own home! And don’t worry about the violence, because it’s all in good fun. Like the Hostel movies. Inglourious Basterds is just a harmless (sub-par) revenge fantasy — and it’s Jewish revenge against movie Nazis, so it’s not just okay, it’s awesome. We know Nazis aren’t human, that their form of violence could never happen again, and that none of us is even capable of that kind of behavior — unless it’s against Nazis. Everybody’s happy.
Yes, we spelled that title correctly. We’re talking Enzo G. Castellari‘s 1978 flick that only resembles Quentin Tarantino’s questionable new movie in terms of its World War II setting and a couple words in the title.
How does The Inglorious Bastards qualify as a freak? To start, its Italian title is Quel maledetto treno blindato (“That damned armored train”), and to boot it’s an Italian-directed genre picture starring Fred Williamson. That should be enough to guarantee something, if only pulpy fun, leaps of logic and corny post-sync dialogue.
Decide for yourself August 30-September 1, when that damned train plays on a double bill with The Dirty Dozen at the New Beverly in Los Angeles.