Entertainment Tonight gave us a taste, and now we have the real deal: the full trailer for Inglourious Basterds, (sic) Quentin Tarantino’s WWII revenge flick. We see more of Brad Pitt as Aldo Raine, Eli Roth as a bat-wielding psychopath, and B.J. Novak during some rare time away from The Office. It looks just about how you’d expect for a Quentin Tarantino war movie, except… what’s with the Linkin Park-y music? One thing you can usually count on from Tarantino is a soundtrack packed with underappreciated gems from the 70s, but this time around it sounds like someone’s about to rap-scream. Perhaps he’s serving notice that the bodies will indeed hit the floor. Or maybe it’s just that rap-rock goes great with things that are misspelled.
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Linkin Park was the 16th Korean-American president.
Good trailer and the music could have been worse, it could have actually been Linkin Park.
Is that dude from the show “The Orifice”?
PFC Goldstein: “Mr. Raine, when you say ‘one hundred Nazi scalps’ you don’t actually mean ‘one hundred’, right? “
One redneck yelling at a bunch of Jews in similar clothes is how Quentin imagines every Bar Mitzvah.
I really wish B.J. was an actual military rank.
Someone needs to explain to Mr. Tarantino that sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.
I think it was awfully sporting of Hitler to help the Basterds keep their scalp tally.
Mankini, people who call songs “gems” are the same people who call their jokes “guns.”
Eli Roth: “Look Q: you’ve basically given my career credibility, the least I can do is give you one of my Hostel 2 songs for your trailer. This one’s on me, bro.
Number nein, number nein, number nein.
/Featuring Eliot Spitzer as the guy who doesn’t want a whore–Client Nein.
Aldo Raine: “Aaaaaand furthermore, in order to be part of this operation you must, MUST, have a very distinguished haircut! DO I MAKE MYSELF FUCKING CLEAR?!?”
Show a little respect. Tarantino is making a movie about a bunch of guys who risked their lives for American staples like rap-rock and misspelled things.
I’m not gonna’ lie: that trailer seems a lot gayer without an Entertainment Tonight logo in the bottom right.
*throws up arms in a “what the fuck” fashion*
Now that I’ve seen the trailer I’d have to say that everything about this movie looks surprisingly mediocre.
I’m just glad George Clooney isn’t in it.
To be honest, I’d watch alot more movies if they had words inside period blood in their trailers.
I’m looking at you Pixar!
I’m not gonna lie; I didn’t see ‘Miracle at St. Anna’ just so I could see this and piss Spike Lee off.
Basterd Soldier #1: [whispers] ‘The fuck he say?
Basterd Soldier #2: I think he said… “nancy scallops”?
BS #1: What the fuck are “nancy scallops”?
BS #2: I don’t know, but we better get them ASAP. I don’t want this guy up in my shit the whole time we’re here.
Holy shit, we just dropped a lot of honesty in here.
You fags.
That dude’s got a war face that would make Gunnery Sgt. Hartman proud.
Are they all going to be named Mr. Green?
Needs more … anything.
Everything.
If my experience at orgies and gang-rapes are any indication then the term “French Resistance” is one hell of an oxymoron.
“i’m a gonna drop you in occupied france and we’s a gonna kill us some nancies”
“wait, did he just say we’re on a fag killing spree? i thought we were fighting the nazis, not helping them”
*badump ching*
I know exactly what it’s like to try to fit in with an occupying force to keep from being discovered and killed, esé.
You couldn’t imagine what those two fuckers from ‘Smoke Signals’ would do for a hundred scalps.
*looks out front window, locks door*
SAG rep: You realize that you are going to forever be stuck with B.J. Novak, right.
BJ: Yup.
[two days later at the WGA office]
WGA rep: Everything you are credited for, will have B.J. Novak as your name. You get that, right?
BJ: Yup.
[later that afternoon at the DGA building]
DGA rep: You see, your name can be construed to mean, BJ no vac. Like you give head but don’t actually suck the dick. And you’re cool with that.
BJ: Yup.
DGAr: Whatever ya dipshit. [stamps form, balls it up, beans BJ in the face]
Everything in my stomach makes me really want to believe Brad Pitt in this role…but then I remember that I ate Burger King last night and still haven’t shit.
That guy with the pretty hair is pretty tall for a midget.
I guess I wouldn’t mind Brad Pitt disemboweling me. Especially if he’s going to do it while sporting that faggedy ass moustache.
It sounds like Brad Pitt took accent lessons from Nic Cage.
I just hope in the movie he tells a Nancy to put the bunny down.
Eli Roth looks like he is one appletini away from making out with another hairless pretty boy.
Eli Roth will never match the achievements of his big brother, Sephi.
That dude knew all about character development, action & consequence, the nature of evil, etc…
Looks like a made for TV movie. Does Jacklyn Smith get raped in this?
so, Tarantino steals the title of a crappy spaghetti war movie (misspells it) then proceeds to remake Death Proof with Brad Pitt instead of Kurt Russell? And I waited how long for this piece of shit? I guess something happened in all the time that passed since this project was first announced (like 10 years ago)…Tarantino started to suck. Really bad.
*changes your Mom’s name to ‘BJ Like-vac’ is his cell phone*
I can’t picture that chubby kid from all those sitcoms killing anything other than a Big Mac combo