WhenWeAreQueen

The one about sauce for the goose…

Just saw “Inglourious Basterds” and thought it was a cogent presentation of one of my dad’s favorite aphorisms from my childhood:  “If a bullfrog had wings, it wouldn’t bump its butt every time it hopped along the ground.”  If only.  Not that I didn’t enjoy the movie; I liked it tremendously and even thought Brad Pitt got his southern accent down just about right.  (And his redneck Eye-talian was pretty funny.)  But I couldn’t NOT notice the irony of the Jewish film industry (the Weinsteins ARE Jewish, are they not?) making a vengeance gore-fest about a bunch of Jews slaughtering Nazis.  With a little torture and permanent scarring thrown in.  And of course, the producers, director and actors in the film knew it would find a receptive audience here in the U.S.  Who among us doesn’t loathe the Nazis?  Who among us, knowing what we know, wouldn’t have gladly cut Hitler’s throat ourselves, given the chance?  Just so.

So are these the same people—and not only those who made the movie, but those watching and acclaiming it—decrying our use of forced insomnia and simulated drowning to persuade modern day monsters to divulge information crucial to our well-being?  That was a rhetorical question.  Just so.  I guess for Jewish liberals, at least regarding the Nazis, it’s still a little personal.  Regarding the Islamist beasts who would gladly slice open their veins, not so much.  I guess I am too damn dumb to understand the distinction.  But I’m kind of black and white like that.