Last week, I posted about a fake trailer—for a “new” Joseph Goebbels film that was really a de facto advertisement for a real movie—Quentin Tarantino’s Holocaust-spaghetti western Inglourious Basterds. (The Goebbels movie exists within the world of Tarantino’s movie.)
Today, read Jeffrey Goldberg’s take on Tarantino and his movie in The Altantic, from a Jewish perspective. To borrow producer Lawrence Bender’s phrase, it’s “a fucking Jewish wet dream” that, Goldberg argues, no Jewish director could have made.
Here’s Goldberg’s lead:
Early in the spring of 1944, when I was quite a bit younger than I am now, I parachuted into Nazi-occupied Poland as the leader of a team of Brooklyn-born commandos. We landed in a field not far from the train tracks that fed Jews to the gas chambers of Auschwitz. My team laid explosive charges on the tracks, destroying them utterly, and then I moved quickly on foot to the death camp itself, where I found Josef Mengele, the Angel of Death, in bed. I shot him in the face, though not before lecturing him on his sins. Before I killed him, he cried like a little Nazi bitch.
