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I'm beginning to feel a bit like a broken record. Since I saw "Inglourious Basterds" at the Glacier Cinemas, several folks have asked me what I thought. Instead of being a complete wiseass and saying something like, "Thursday's Empire!" I have actually attempted thought-out responses. Inevitably, though, when it comes to this particular Quentin Tarantino effort, I keep coming back to one underlying thought: "Basterds" makes 153 minutes go by really quickly.