No one I know watches American Idol, so I’m guessing none of you saw this footage from Inglourious Basterds they played during Tarantino’s guest-hosting stint last night. I’m also told that this clip was cut short during the telecast. In any case, here we get to see Brad Pitt overact, Mike Myers with weird makeup, Eli Roth looking like Chuck Zito, and perhaps most interestingly of all, Quentin’s kindergarten-teacheresque directing banter:
“Let’s do another take. You know why?” he asks of no one in particular. “BECAUSE WE LOVE MAKING MOVIES,” they all respond in unison. They say it all sing-songy, yet mechanical, as if they’ve been forced to say it every day for a month, as if Quentin’s running some kind of cult down there. The way they say it reminds me of how I say “AS I’M REQUIRED BY STATE LAW TO TELL YOU,” when I talk to my new neighbors.
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If Mike Myers uses this character as the basis for “Admiral Alchoholic” in another Austin Powers movie, I’ll curb-stomp a puppy.
I meant to put that extra “h” in alcoholic. See, me Uncle Fred has kind of trademarked Admiral Alcoholic in our family. Fuck.
No one I know watches American Idol, so I’m guessing none of you saw this footage from Inglourious Basterds they played during Tarantino’s guest-hosting stint last night.
I wasn’t aware you were referring to the biblical form of “know”.
In that this is an “Inglourious Basterd” post, spelling doesn’t mean shit.
You use all the Hs you need, honey.
“Now ees zee time on Schprockets vere ve DIE!”
This movie may be a Bas-Turd.
Do I make you Heimlich baby? Do I?
BTK, it’s very very difficult to type “inglourious” and “basterd”.
Did he drop out of school in Grade 3 or something?
Thanksh Al.
Louisville Slugger. The very best there is. When you absolutely, positively have to make a pantywaist, mediocre at best director look butch…except no substitute.
A fukc speling pwost!!!! Whooopyyyy!!!
Q’s real name is Chuck Smith, but nobody could read what the fuck he put on his application at KFC when he was 14. They tagged him with Quentin Tarantino just to fuck with him and it stuck.
Kwinthen und Mercin idal? Diziz dem bhst machyup sinz Sonny and Shair! LLO! |-(:’D B===D~~ (.Y*) zkeat!
I shook Quentin’s hand one time at LAX. Then he coughed up a buttplug and I left.
Is it wrong that I understood your previous post the first time through C-Dog? Maybe I was dropped on my head when I was a baby…
*calls Mom to chew her ass*
Too late, JHC, I got to her first. *chomps teeth*
No J, I think it means we spend to much time together.
That’s right. Mary Mother of God. Tossed that salad. Gonna say 3 Hail Mary’s and 2 Hidden Valley Ranches and call it a day.
I wondered why she smelled faintly of WD-40 and Bamboo on Easter.
How is it that a dude who is coked out of his gourd makes movies best watched reeeaaaaalllly fuckin high?
No J, I think it means we spend to much time together.
If the next words out of your mouth are “It’s not you, it’s me”, I’m going to cut myself.
*lip begins to quiver*
As Americans go, Quentin is not very idol.
That comment brought to you by Velveta Cheese and Lincoln Hatches, remember, if you are gonna hack it, use Lincoln!
When Quentin yells “CUT!” he’s really complaining about his coke.
[Looks J deeply in the eye]
It’s not poo, it’s pee.
“BECAUSE WE LOVE MAKING MOVIES”
And then Quentin adds, “I FUCKING LOVE YAYO!!”
New up sweethearts!