Join us every week for a trip into the weird and wonderful world of trailers. Whether it’s the first teaser for the latest instalment in your favourite franchise, an obscure preview for a strange indie darling, whether it’s good, bad, ugly or just plain weird – your favourite pop culture baristas are there to tell you what they think.
Origin stories are all over cinema – but what about the origin stories of nations? That is the topic that Alan wrote about in this week’s Six Damn Fine Degrees. Which does make it a challenge to find a trailer to post, especially if we want to avoid the overly obvious D.W. Griffith reference for, oh, lots of reasons. So here’s a trailer about the origin story of modern Italy instead – and it has Alain Delon, Burt Lancaster and Claudia Cardinale too.
Next, there’s the behemoth of European arthouse cinema: Matt recently got to see Sátántangó, a film that is disturbing and beautiful on so many levels. He concluded that it’s well worth seeing at a cinema – if you have a spare 7 1/2 hours.
But if that’s a bit long for you, here are some trailers for films that, if you put them end to end, would still not be as long as Béla Tarr’s quite literally opus magnum.
Mege: I‘ve watched the excellent Glass Onion last night, so forgive me if I am itching to see Wake Up Dead Man. Guy Ritchie is the brawn to Rian Johnson‘s brains. Pick your poison. I am going for In The Grey as soon as I‘ve seen some dead priests.
Matt: There’s a certain kind of satirical, surrealist British comedy that feels like it originated on the stage, and often it did: The Mighty Boosh, Garth Marenghi’s Darkplace, Fleabag. Lady looks like it could easily fit in there. For the first half of the trailer, it looks like your average cringe comedy – but then things get weirder, and that’s when I get more interested myself. Plus, Sian Clifford? Yes, yes, yes.
Matt: To some extent, Disclosure Day feels like Steven Spielberg doing his Greatest Hits. But then, if he’s got a good story, why not? He’s definitely still got the directorial chops, and the alternative would be to get a Spielberg tribute act such as J.J. Abrams handle this, so I’m glad we’re getting the man himself, the O.G. of Aliens’n’Awe. After all, who knows how many films Spielberg – and his frequent collaborator John Williams, no less! – still has in him?
A Damn Fine Cup of Culture 