Stigma wrote on 03/09/10 at 20:48:03:
Markovich wrote on 03/09/10 at 20:05:16:
I don't know what to make of a movie where the entire Nazi hierarchy gets killed before D-Day. However I did think that Tarantino directed several amazing scenes where his characters are engaged in lengthy, seemingly ordinary conversation and yet the situation is fraught with extreme suspense that ratchets up as the conversation progresses.
Obviously it's counterfactual history, and we have to allow Tarantino that liberty to fully appreciate the movie.
For me the the cruelty and callousness shown by both the Basterds and the Nazis echoed the fundamental insights of social psychology: the power of situation over person. We don't have too look deeply into "german character" or define the Nazis as somehow subhuman to explain the Holocaust; all human beings are capable of unspeakable cruelty if the situation is bad enough. (And before anyone bites: This is in no way an excuse for genocide. It is possible to morally condemn something and try to understand it at the same time.)
One of the things I found disturbing about the movie was the self-justifying hatred directed at everyone in a German uniform. In some ways I fail to see a difference between this and the hatred that so many Germans, and others at that time, directed toward the Jews.
I've been reading an interesting memoire,
With the Old Breed, of the war in the Pacific as waged by one young U.S. Marine who went through the terrible fighting on Peleliu and Okinawa. The author very frankly addresses the deep hatred that he and his comrades felt for the Japanese, and what seems to have been an equal and in some ways even more virulent Japanese hatred of Americans. I can understand how this would come about when war is waged hand-to-hand and to the death, as it was in the Pacific island fighting. It's more difficult to understand why it would be celebrated, even reveled in, in a fairy tale of a war movie.
Relatedly, when I watched
Letters from Iwo Jima, which was Clint Eastwood's look at the Japanese side of the fight that he treated from the American side in
Flags of Our Fathers, I was pretty well put off by what I perceived to be an overly sympathetic treatment of Japanese militarism, to the point of almost seeming to justify the Japanese war effort and the conduct of their troops in the Pacific. For all their good fighting qualities and loyalty to their cause, they consistently behaved with extreme barbarity.