There’s Best-Of Oscar buzz around Tarantino’s last movie, but I can’t fathom why the Director of the ADL would think it’s about the Holocaust. Having watched the movie by Redbox rental just the other day, I can safely testify it is NOT even a movie about World War II.
It’s a farce about the symbiosis of European cinema until World War II, and how Hollywood destroyed it.
Until 1941, no American film critic would have described American films as “art” — and most assumed that any film from France or Germany WAS art. Even through the war, French and German cinephiles watched and respected the other country’s directors and actors. But the Hollywood system arrived along with American occupation, bringing its big budgets and noise and special effects to drown out the artistry of Europe.
All of Tarantino’s best films are meta-narratives; Basterds is no different.
