Inglourious Basterds
Dan and I finally got around to watching Inglourious Basterds on the weekend. I had heard that it was good and really wanted to see it, but was also worried that it might be a Tarantino bloodbath and give me nightmares. But I really loved it! The story was great, the acting was top-notch, and it was beautifully filmed. Yep, there was some blood-and-gore stuff I covered my eyes for, but not nearly as much as I thought there would be. Great, great movie. I look forward to watching it again. Christoph Waltz deserved that Golden Globe for Best Supporting Actor. He was amazing. But I’m shocked and appalled that Avatar beat Inglourious Basterds for Best Motion Picture. Avatar was pretty, but the story was shallow, heavy-handed, and 100% predictable; Basterds was a movie with real depth and artistry. And the Avatar won that Golden Globe. Bah.
We’ve been having a lovely stretch of stormy, rainy weather here in San Diego. Today it’s raining on and off and very blustery — a good day for soup, so I’m making a pot of beef and veggie. My cold is a lot better but I’m still slightly stuffed up, and soup sounds like just the thing.