That might be the best trailer I’ve seen all year. That’s a whole lot of awesome for one film (and “Mad Men’s” production designer, to boot!). I’m in.
Possibly the most irritating trailer I’ve ever watched. Generally, I can get behind/appreciate repetition/build-up of sounds to a crescendo, but wow. Not this time.
Another thing, too, is that dead space in the dialogue. Done well it’s…funny/poignant/etc. Here it feels…too clever by half. With the door openings and slow-walk to “The rabbi’s busy”? Just no.
(Generally can’t stand Wayfarers. There are approximately 3 people that can pull them off, JP here being 1. The rest of you: knock it off. :P)
Love that this trailer is mostly long shots (well, for a trailer, anyway) and the cuts don’t get crazy until the music does near the end.
![Pour Elle (trailer in HD)
I like that wide angle distortion. (Also: any trailer that gets the point across with only 3 words of dialogue is okay in my book. [Okay, yes, title cards, but still.])](http://9.media.tumblr.com/BoEc3yCp5oa0ud2cYORzyagvo1_500.png)
Pour Elle (trailer in HD)
I like that wide angle distortion. (Also: any trailer that gets the point across with only 3 words of dialogue is okay in my book. [Okay, yes, title cards, but still.])
Not that the whole movie isn’t good, but an hour and fifty some minutes in is what sold me. You don’t always get to see the lead come unhinged without road signs and music cues. This was spot-on. Wow.
Tableaux always remind me of The House of Mirth and Lily’s turn in a tableaux vivant. They’re best on film, I think, when you have the blink of an eye to notice it, but too little time to take it all in.
Keely Hawes and James McAvoy pulled off respectable Macbeths. Their respective transitions from shrew to hysteric and big bark to serious bite were slow and metered and, well, fantastic.
(Also the music? Creep. Tastic.)
On another Terminator note, I find the bare metal skulls kind of terrifying. The end of whichever trailer it is where the face comes up out of the L.A.-landscape? Just no.
In the face of certain death. (Can’t wait.)
