One of my dad's favorite movies was Cross of Iron which features a particularly memorable nazi character.

We used to see everything in theaters but somehow he missed out on Inglorious Basterds.

I told him the nazi in this made that one look like a walrus.

I watched his face during the opening scene. At the moment >!when Hans Landa drops his smiling facade and reveals the stone faced killer beneath!< he lit up like a Christmas tree.

When he >!starts speaking in fluent Italian after the infamous bonjourno!< he lost it again, just as I expected.

One of the rare times I got to introduce a movie to him that I knew he would really love.