I didn’t really enjoy Inglourious Basterds much. I really wanted to. And I’ve never had much luck explaining why. I think I just found the whole thing too gleefully sadistic. I’m so bored with the Nazis-as-bad-guys thing that I mentally push back against the simplistic portrayal of them as two-dimensional, inhuman villains and couldn’t see those out for revenge as anything other than psychopathic arseholes. Landa was different, but I didn’t want to see German soldiers beaten to death in cold blood or civilians burned in a cinema. The whole film just felt like it was two-and-a-half hours of people I didn’t like killing other people I didn’t like, with no point to it other than sadistic violence.
Don’t get me wrong - I’ve got nothing against movie violence. I loved Kill Bill, but it was stylish and you could get behind The Bride and her desire for revenge. She was like a comic book character. Shosanna, on the other hand, was just broken.
Inglourious Basterds, and to a less extent Django Unchained, both felt like hollow imitations of Tarantino films made by some talentless fanboy. I think another way to put it is that, to me, Tarantino really jumped the shark here.