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Finally got around to seeing Inglorious Basterds.
Meh. I laughed out loud several times, and if I think back to any particular scene I can remember being enthralled by it. But the gratuitous violence was just dumb (and not funny-dumb, like Kill Bill.) And the text on the screen was really irritating. It was like a half-dozen excellent scenes with amazing tension and drama, with all the other bits done by a sophomore film student letting the marijuana dictate his juvenile sense of "cool."
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