I had a second IB dream today…much cooler…
I am in Cannes, outside in some lobby drinking, QT is behind the bar talking to people, I go and meet him, he seems very calm so completely not what I expected. Some random dude is telling him about a game show where the contestants have to be film geeks and Tarantino says something to the effect of…“being a geek is what I do”. We all laugh.
The people start going inside to watch the screening and I’m panicking because I don’t have an invite so I have to wait outside. I am with a lady friend and we both start watching the film from outside because one of the doors is left ajar. The screen is extremely small which pisses me off but as soon as I think of that I think “what the fuck you’re watching Inglourious Basterds!!!” So slowly slowly me and my friend creep in and sit in a row, the theatre is surprisingly almost empty.
The prologue of the film has a man in a house speaking in Serbian, waiting for a woman to come down from the stairs. There is extreme suspensful music, the man is swinging some kind of object and it’s clear that he wants to kill her. At a certain musical cue, he swings it we hear a scream off screen and blood starts to pour on the hardwood floors…the blood covers the screen completely and the words “INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS” rise from it.
My lady friend doesn’t care so much about the film so she starts feeling me up, my instincts do the same but I can’t take my eyes off the screen. At one point she pisses me off and I push her away a little so she goes a few rows down and starts the same with some random dude.
After that I only remember Samm Levine in the film with extremely curly hair, sporting a 'fro, talking in French with French subtitles. Everything else is a blur.
Weird ass shit but it was cool 
