First Movie Club field trip. 

Tarantino’s most offensive, most successful, most cathartic movie. A testament to the inimitable skill of Sally Menke, truly one of our greatest editors.

Ruthlessly funny and righteously bloodthirsty in the best ways. It’s not even a very Jewish movie, not in the way that I would describe Uncut Gems or Schindler’s List or A Serious Man. It doesn’t need to be. 

I love the insistence that Nazis ain’t got no humanity, while the Nazi characters are played more as monstrous people who are making choices to be complicit, opportunistic, sadistic, or apathetic. It makes their graphic demises meaningful.