Inglorious Basterds: What a Movie

Last night I went to go see Inglorious Basterds,the new film by Quentin Tarantino. It was the first time in a theatre since last summer and so I was willing to pay the 80kr. to watch a movie. Once the crew I was with found our assigned seats (yep, assigned)I settled in for a mind boggling adventure of Norwegian cinema.

I'll start off by saying that the movie was excellent and was filled with the true Quentin Tarantino anything goes gore. There were some moments were you could feel the crowd cringe all together wondering what they were exactly watching. It was a good plot of American insiders killing off the Nazis in France during WWII.

The trouble for me with the movie is that I understood about a third of what was being said. As it took place in Nazi occupied France during WWII the main languages spoken where German and French. That of course wouldn't be to bad because of English subtitles, but alas I'm Norway and such things don't exist.



Instead the subtitles were in Norsk and I was left to try and translate German and French through Norsk subtitles. I understood a few words like med, men, jeg snakke, etc but it was only enough to make my brain over think. I'd just ask Ole-Anders to give me a brief synopsis of a scene (like the card game pictured above) when it was done.

Not being able to understand a thing seemed fitting though, because throughout the movie Quentin Tarantino played with the idea of even the characters not knowing the languages and trying to fake it themselves. It was a conversation of oh do you speak French or German or what have you. And often times when the Inglorious Basterds came around I would see in the subtitles "Du snakke engelsk?" and would be quite happy for I know something I could comprehend was about to happen. Maybe I'll find Inglorious Basterds online sometime with English subtitles and not be so confused. Nonetheless I enjoyed the movie (and being lost).