Following on from other sitcom stars who wanted to be directors (Ron Howard, David Schwimmer, Zach Braff), “How I Met Your Mother’s” Ted (Josh Radnor) brings us a story of a 35-year-old man who goes back to his old college and discovers he has a little growing up to do.
Andrew Dominik (The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford) has teamed up once again with Brad Pitt to present a black comedy State of the Union address.
It tells the story of two deadbeats Frankie (Scoot McNairy) and Russell (Ben Mendelsohn) who stick up a card game, having what they think is the perfect fall guy. Unfortunately things don’t go according to plan and when the people in charge call in Jackie Cogan (Brad Pitt) to solve the problem, it means someone is going to pay the price – regardless of their perceived security.
If you go down to the woods today you’re sure of a big surprise and it ain’t no teddy bear picnic.
Much debate has arisen from the release of The Cabin in the Woods more so to do with the nature of trailers and if they give away too much, a subject we’ve touched on before. It’s an age old dilemma when it comes to marketing a movie, do you relay very little to the public hoping they will be intrigued enough to part with their hard-earned money or do you hit them right between the eyes making them feel their very life depends on seeing your picture?
Now not many people are as dedicated to the craft as us here at Spoooool who will pretty much go and see anything half decent, just glad to escape the harsh light of day. For most people the cinema is an odd treat and they want to know what’s in store for them. Granted I saw the trailer for Cabin, thought it looked terrible and pretty much forgot about it. Having just re-watched the trailer it does give slightly too much away but it really just shows some of the “what”, not delving into the “how” and “why”. If you know what Rosebud is or who Tyler Durden is it doesn’t necessarily make Citizen Kane or Fight Club lesser films, you still return to them time and time again, which just indicates their brilliance.
Every year around this time I take a cheeky look at flights to Salt Lake City, Utah.
One of these years I’m actually going to the Sundance Film Festival and try pack in ten days of snow, drinking and independent cinema. But sadly work, money and life commitments mean it won’t be in 2012.