Before the lame but necessary discussion on how Quentin's film has performed at the box office, let's talk about what really maters to us. The film itself. I adore this movie, everything about Inglourious Basterds plays to my yearnings for movies that are about something tangible and real. This movie has so much heart and feeling. So much of a director's passion and soul spewing out in it's refreshingly larger than life characters and situations. Quentin gave me everything I could have ever imagined and more from his tale of World War II. A World War II I can relate too, enjoy and feel comfortable with. A WWII with a happy ending, a one with real heroes, villains and everything in between. These are people I have thought about many times in the month since I first saw the movie. I've been thinking about their backstory, how they ended up where they did, what their true motivations were, what adventures they had before and after the movie. It's something Quentin has done with EVERY movie he ever made. He gives you characters, but never feels like he needs to tell you everything. That's why they feel so huge. I've got questions in my head like what happened to Hans Landa in between the first scene and when we catch up with him again? Where did Aldo get his scar from? How did she come to own that cinema (though I do know that answer from reading the script). In this era of safe studio choices, of uninspired pitches (Lego: The Movie - need I say more?), of lame reboots, sequels to tired franchises... Quentin made an audacious movie that leaves you with much, much, much to talk about. As I've said many times. It cost you the same price to see this movie as it did to see G.I. Joe and Transformers 2. Just remember that when you try and tear this movie down.