Movie observation
I’m amused that whenever I’ve mentioned the movie Inglourious Basterds to a woman thus far, the association with the movie that she’s drawn was not World War II, or Quentin Tarantino. Every time I’ve mentioned it, the woman recognized the movie by the presence of Brad Pitt in it.
Never mind that this was quite possibly his least-sexy role ever (especially with the hilariously-ridiculous hillbilly accent). Women just seem to like Brad Pitt.
It’s pretty much this.