It’s the only explanation. Why else would Tarantino keep putting Roth in his movies? Lovestruck directors have been putting the less than talented objects of their affection in their films since the Lumiere brothers, and Quentin is no exception. Roth Jager bombed his way into Tarantino’s heart in Deathproof, and has subsequently been rewarded with a role as the furry-chested Bear Jew in World War II epic, Inglourious Basterds.
This proves love is blind. Ten seconds of Roth’s cringe-inducing Carl Yastrzemski rant are almost enough to single-handedly ruin the whole film. Tarantino has gone from sabotaging his films with his own hammy acting to sabotaging them with Roth’s. Don’t Jimmy me, Jules. All I know is Roth must give some good toe.