Jut-jawed motormouth Quentin Tarantino recently said in a Cannes TV interview that if all went according to plan, his long-discussed, long-overdue WWII epic, “Inglorious Bastards” would be ready for the 2009 French film festival and the Internet rolled its eyes in disbelief once more.
The caffeinated director is like the boy who cried wolf and has been threatening to make this picture for almost ten years now (along with other projects that’ll likely never happen like “The Vega Brothers” and “Kill Bill” se/prequels) so no one really believes him.
But, QT was supposed to attend a Sergio Leone film festival Spain this weekend to introduce “The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly,” but instead, the director “cancelled and will not be introducing the shows. He has cleared all appearances to begin preproduction on his new feature, Inglorious Bastards.”
‘Bastards’ is supposed to a rip-off be very similar in plot to “The Dirty Dozen.” The wiki synopsis is pretty much the same as the Lee Marvin movie – “A band of U.S. soldiers facing death by firing squad for their misdeeds are given a chance to redeem themselves by heading into the perilous no-man’s lands of Nazi-occupied France on a suicide mission for the Allies.” Many A-list actors’ names have been thrown around as being part of the film, but in a September 2005 interview with MTV, Tarantino denied that anyone outside of Michael Madsen had been cast and said names like Stallone and others were “rumors… and…complete speculation.” In a 2003 interview with Vanity Fair, Tarantino told the magazine that he had worked on the WWII story in the six-year absence between “Jackie Brown” and “Kill Bill.” Back then, the script was 600 pages and was being touted as three feature-length films, but the script has almost certainly been truncated since then.
Maybe Tarantino read all the skeptical press and decided to do something about it? Most of the time he’s not sweating it. During the same aforementioned Cannes interview, the “Pulp Fiction” director said that unlike most filmmakers he doesn’t feel the compulsion to crank out film after film and always needs to decompress after each picture and take a year off doing nothing, but “living life.”
Wait, that sounds like something reasonable and normal that we can’t make fun of. Fuck…
