<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370</id><updated>2009-02-21T00:35:40.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trailer Blazer - Movie Trailer Reviews</title><subtitle type='html'>WARNING: REVIEWS ARE BASED ON MOVIE TRAILERS ALONE. NO MOVIES HAVE ACTUALLY BEEN VIEWED UNLESS OTHERWISE STATED.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-115004858314901179</id><published>2006-06-11T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:01:49.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prairie Home Companion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/picturehouse/prairiehomecompanion/small.html"&gt;A Prairie Home Companion&lt;/a&gt; is a film about the last program of a live radio variety show by the same name. With a host of acting talent, this cacophony of kooky characters somehow seamlessly melds into a graceful, albeit haphazard waltz. The understated, dry humor is delivered with smooth precision and the country music swathes its viewer in cozy familiarity. As in most ensemble films, tangential stories are bound to surface, which brings me to the only fault I could find in this movie... Where's the plot? Without this driving force, a film can go nowhere, no matter how elegant its aimless strides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt; - This is the kind of movie best seen at home in bed with a cup of cocoa and popcorn where I can enjoy while hubby falls asleep comfortably and uninhibited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-115004858314901179?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/115004858314901179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=115004858314901179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/115004858314901179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/115004858314901179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/06/prairie-home-companion.html' title='A Prairie Home Companion'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-115001383680221238</id><published>2006-06-11T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T10:32:37.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Super Ex-Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Riding the wave of 'Superman Returns', &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox/mysuperexgirlfriend/small.html"&gt;My Super Ex-Girlfriend&lt;/a&gt; looks like a spin-off with no centripetal force. Uma Thurman plays the psycho-super hero licking her wounds and exacting vengence on Luke Wilson for breaking up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In theory this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could have&lt;/span&gt; been a cute movie - harmless fun that, with proper release timing, might have made some people some money. However, instead of a lively spoof, this film is bogged down by very grey visuals, dismal acting and no momentum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are different types of comedies, some subtle and understated, others more physical even slapstick. This film attempts the latter, therefore relying heavily on the actors' abilities regarding body language, facial expression and chemistry. They do not deliver. Both actors come across flat and one-dimensional. A very drab Wilson could have incorporated more debonaire into his character, and Uma, while slightly better, has diffculty combining neurotic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; cute &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; sexy, despite her extensive experience playing each of these roles separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the extra pounds Luke Wilson has put on have encumbered his comic skills as well. While attempting the regular-guy look, his plastered hair affords him the charisma of a toad, uncannily resembling Adam Sandler in 'Little Nicky'. Why would glamorous Uma fall for him? Perhaps &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; would not, though never have I seen Uma's glow so wan. The dark hair makes her face absolutely gaunt and haggard. Superman only needed glasses to convince the clueless Lois Lane he was Clark Kent. Then why in this spin-off comedy must Ms. Thurman compromise her super-model visage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer, of course, shows the best this movie has to offer. Even here the brightest thing about it is the choice of peppy background music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt; - Anything but super, the only way to salvage this film would be if "Super Ex" found herself a "Super Beau", so that we can all move on in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-115001383680221238?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/115001383680221238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=115001383680221238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/115001383680221238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/115001383680221238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-super-ex-girlfriend.html' title='My Super Ex-Girlfriend'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-114961340810627579</id><published>2006-06-06T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:03:35.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox_searchlight/littlemisssunshine/trailer/"&gt;Little Miss Sunshine&lt;/a&gt; is yet one more independent road-trip movie, though this one actually seems worth the ride. The Hoovers, a fragmented family of misfits, embark on a cross-country trek to the "Little Miss Sunshine" pageant, the pinnacle of aspirations of its junior member, Olive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for gushing, but this looks like a delicious little movie that does everything right. A crowd-pleaser, no doubt, this film pokes fun at its characters with such wit, while loving them to pieces. The acting - superb. The entire cast manages a happy coexistence between the endearing and ridiculous, they truely feel like family. The washed-out color palate visuals, so appropriate for the dusty ride. And the screenplay... ahhh...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; someone who can write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both trailers are great. The first is a more sober, nonetheless hillarious, introduction to the family. Trailer 2 is fabulous; fast-pace, punchline after punchline leaving the impression that unlike most comedies, where all the goodies are in the trailer, this movie is bursting at the seams with humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt; - A gem! My personal must-see of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-114961340810627579?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/114961340810627579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=114961340810627579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114961340810627579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114961340810627579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-miss-sunshine.html' title='Little Miss Sunshine'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-114949151950303381</id><published>2006-06-05T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:41:12.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Puffy Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/independent/thepuffychair/"&gt;The Puffy Chair&lt;/a&gt;, the Duplass brothers' premiere production, "Peter Pan" (Josh/Mark Duplass) and "Wendy" (Emily/Katherine Aselton) set off on a quest for the fountain of youth in the form of a giant purple Lazy Boy Josh plans to present to his father as a birthday gift. On the way one very lost boy, his brother Rhett, joins them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a movie about the post-college generation still floating in limbo, grasping at their evanescent youth in spite of their biological clocks. More likely to watch cartoons, read comic books and play in a band, this group just refuses to grow up. Commitment of any sort - taboo, above all the holy union of matrimony. Whether this film is a sly critique or glorification is hard to say. Surely there is much to criticize, yet Josh is presented as "normal" compared to his neo-flower-child brother (i.e., at least Josh doesn't spend hours contemplating his navel). My guess is that Mr. Pan drops Wendy for twisting his arm to grow up. Contrary to her assertion, she doesn't love&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt; anyway, but her own prosaic dream of marriage and its ensuing appendices. Dad doesn't seem too happy with his present, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film has the look and feel of reality t.v., a genre so popular among the twentysomething crowd it is about. The digital camera extreme close-ups cater to these voyeuristic tendencies, while the fuzzy fade-outs may represent their emotional maturity (or their pot-head state of consciousness). The acting is relaxed and genuine. The screenplay may just be too authentic and ineloquent to be tolerable (Does Josh call his girlfriend "dude" instead of a more gender-appropriate term of endearment because he is conserving precious virgin brainspace?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the trailer - one must always bestow special allowances upon "indie" films. If the movie is a comedy, please show us a few jokes in the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt; - This movie is made by, about and for the escapist, self-centered 20+ generation, attracting mainly its constituents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-114949151950303381?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/114949151950303381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=114949151950303381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114949151950303381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114949151950303381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/06/puffy-chair.html' title='The Puffy Chair'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-114905761725989465</id><published>2006-05-30T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T08:57:28.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'An Inconvenient Truth' and 'Who Killed the Electric Car' - problem and panacea?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the geopolitical atmosphere today where oil, controlled by fundamentalists and "black gold barons", equals power, the oil industry must thwart off attacks by "eco-friends" and political activists alike. Here are two films that challenge this Goliath from different angles and shed much light, though slanted no doubt, on the subject. Both are "documentaries with an agenda", and must be viewed with a descerning eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether false prophecy or the harbinger of a truely dire ecological future, &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/paramount_classics/aninconvenienttruth/trailer/"&gt;An Inconvenient Truth&lt;/a&gt;, has evolved over a decade from low-tech speeches, to power-point presentations, culminating in what appears a most impressive documentary by Al Gore. "The man who used to be the next president of the United States of America" gives an engaging and animated delivery, exploiting his political celebrity to the hilt. Though he claims he's done with politics for good, it seems like such a waste after such flattering publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer, while bombarding you with cold (hot?) facts, is nonetheless basicly an appeal to the heart. Beginning with a bang, literally, and a barrage of disaster scenes, the ensuing aforementioned punchline is the perfect respite. Then a petition to the public starting with Americans (Hurricane Katerina) and eventually including all of humanity. The trailer ends with Gore's "rallying cry". I do hope that beyond asserting the problem of global warming, a solution will be proposed and evidence of its effectiveness given. Without that, the film is essentially a horror movie. The name of this film is, in my opinion, an audacious misnomer. No matter how worthy the cause, (preventing global warming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; high up there on my list), one must never call a theory truth, even a very well established one with much scientific backing as this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Mr. Gore can't remedy our ecological crisis, Chris Paine presumes to in his &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony/whokilledtheelectriccar/trailer/"&gt;Who Killed the Electric Car&lt;/a&gt;. This stylish trailer does its share of finger-pointing at those who are out to destroy the panacea for global warming, pollution, Mid-East unrest, and rising oil prices, i.e., the electric car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer presents its case with a more "mature voiced" voice-over than generally used, bestowing a certian credibility even before providing the facts. The new-age music, cool car visuals, and celebrity appearances afford the necessary vamp to counter the old guys and their accusations. Question - what car does Mr. Paine drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt; - Two noteworthy documentaries, though with such one-sidedness, the word propaganda comes to mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-114905761725989465?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/114905761725989465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=114905761725989465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114905761725989465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114905761725989465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/05/inconvenient-truth-and-who-killed.html' title='&apos;An Inconvenient Truth&apos; and &apos;Who Killed the Electric Car&apos; - problem and panacea?'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-114880831996600460</id><published>2006-05-28T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:07:31.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Namesake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox_searchlight/thenamesake/trailer/"&gt;The Namesake&lt;/a&gt;, an adaptation of Pulizer Prize-winning Jhumpa Lahiri's novel, Gogol Ganguli charts his journey to self-definition. Caught in emotional tug-of-war, he must reconcile between his Indian heritage and modern American life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually read and thoroughly enjoyed the book, leaving much room for letdown. It will be a great challenge for a motion picture to capture Lahiri's subtle and sensitive portrayal of her characters or her elegant, precise choice of words. Where Gogol is depicted as very human; weak and selfish at times, yet essentially good, the film is bound to romanticize, rendering our hero an idyllic victim of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This premonition is based somewhat on the trailer's choice of very dramatic music, especially at the climax (and on the movie industry's tendency towards the grandiose in general). I personally would have opted to pepper it with more authentic Indian music or even switch between Indian and Western music, reflecting the core conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That excluded, the trailer is skillfully put together; catching one's attention with some good punchlines (this is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a romance/comedy as presented in the synopsis), the second part, a run of poignant scenes, drawing one in further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some nitpicking - I could not resist. While the screenplay tries to stay true to the source, evident by entire sentences I recognize, certain facts are altered. Gogol was not born in New York, but in Cambridge, Mass. Nowhere in the book does it mention that Gogol shaves his hair as a sign of mourning (I won't say for whom, so as not to spoil the story). I guess this is almost prerequisite of a book adaptation. Kal Penn is a grungy-looking, albeit complex hence apt Gogol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt; - While posing the classic conundrum of any adaptation of a beloved book, having tied the knot with 'Indiophile Incarnate' will assure I see this film (though only at most auspicious timing).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-114880831996600460?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/114880831996600460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=114880831996600460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114880831996600460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114880831996600460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/05/namesake.html' title='The Namesake'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-114841604475415697</id><published>2006-05-23T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T20:35:11.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman Returns</title><content type='html'>This movie is a flagrant insult to the intellect of its viewers, i.e. casting Kate Bosworth, the sweet, 23-year-old surfer girl as the mother of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;five year old boy &lt;/span&gt;(that's a guess, he looks about five, then again she looks about 17)? Did she have him before or after she finished high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/supermanreturns/trailer2/small.html"&gt;Superman Returns&lt;/a&gt; looks generally goofy so that a rating of PG-13 will probably deter its most likely audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I won't waste another moment on this film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-114841604475415697?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/114841604475415697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=114841604475415697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114841604475415697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114841604475415697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/05/superman-returns.html' title='Superman Returns'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-114832967670589188</id><published>2006-05-22T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T06:58:05.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lake House</title><content type='html'>Sandra Bullock and Keanu Reeves rejoin forces at a fraction of the "speed" (actually at two years lag) in &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/thelakehouse/small.html"&gt;The Lake House&lt;/a&gt;, a remake of the Korean movie "Il Mare"(or Siworae - seen both on the web). Alas, one more true love that wasn't meant to be...or was it? Judging by the production photos the two do actually meet (and even embrace). But that's only speculation, which is exactly the point of the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer starts with a grossly melodramatic monologue by Bullock which is recited so haltingly, I was very turned off. However, it did win me over with the "tree gimmick", an eloquent illustration of how this time warp works. Thereupon it plunges into emotional meltdown, with that ever-looming question - "are these lovers doomed?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Though the concept intriguing, can enough dramatic tension be created between two people who can't even talk on the phone (and yes I do know couples who met by web) or will this dreamy movie lull you to sleep?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-114832967670589188?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/114832967670589188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=114832967670589188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114832967670589188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114832967670589188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/05/lake-house.html' title='The Lake House'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-114819759992852768</id><published>2006-05-21T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T08:34:50.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Wears Prada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The alliance between Meryl Streep and Anne Hathaway in &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox/thedevilwearsprada/trailerb/"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada,&lt;/a&gt; an adaptation of the best-seller by Lauren Weisberger, compliments beautifully in this comic critique of the fashion world. The steel-white well-coiffed do (Meryl Streep looks great. I have an inkling that her glamorous appearance at the Oscars is the upshot of her involvement in this film.) versus an unruly dark mane is by no means coincidence. The diabolical diva of the microcosmos, "Runway magazine", and her scuttling crew of caricatures are at odds with Andrea, a green albeit pert, "small-town" girl who will most probably expose these narrow-minded snobs for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This trailer is an uncut clip from the movie which means that it reveals much less than most previews. For a movie presented as a comedy, it barely arouses a chuckle. The punch-line at the end "Who is that sad little person? Are we doing a before and after piece I don't know about?" is actually funny, but is mumbled so if you're not paying attention, you miss it. In addition, the screenplay is a bit misguided. For example, how can Anne Hathaway credibly say "I'm not skinny"? How can an interviewee with half a brain (as Andrea defiantly attests) answer the question "what are you doing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;?" with "I came to New York to be a journalist and basically it was either this or 'Auto Universe'." That's rude or stupid or both, not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While I may have my misgivings over the screenplay, what will ultimately make this movie is the perfectly cast couple. Meryl Streep skillfully plays a very black devil and Anne Hathaway gives her classic plucky performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This trailer is labeled "trailer B" with no "trailer A" as of yet, meaning more are to come and shed light on my aforementioned suspicions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-114819759992852768?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/114819759992852768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=114819759992852768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114819759992852768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114819759992852768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/05/devil-wears-prada.html' title='The Devil Wears Prada'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099370.post-114789002509531706</id><published>2006-05-17T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:01:28.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DaVinci Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What better way to smash a bottle of champagne on the hull of this new ship than starting with the&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony_pictures/da_vinci_code/tralier1/"&gt; Da Vinci Code&lt;/a&gt; (well maybe Poseidon, but I wasn't in the mood)? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With its first public screening tonight at Cannes and opening worldwide in just a few days, this blockbuster hopeful has used every trick in the book and then some to pique the interest of the masses. From religious controversy, plagiarism scandals and hush hush no preview screenings policy, public awareness and interest are sky high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This adaptation of the bestseller has the potential of actually being better than the book. Though that's not saying much as the book artlessly talks about art, history, religion etc. at sixth grade reading level. In between action scenes one must plod through prose as uplifting as a history book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Robert Langdon is depicted by Tom Hanks. Despite many good reasons for choosing him for the part, (how many actors, middle-aged, not gorgeous yet amiable, with bolckbuster clout, are there in Hollywood?), he has no sex appeal. I do suspect the hair was a feeble attempt to to promote his image in that respect. Sophie Neveu - Audrey Tautou - beautiful and very French; perfect, but why do her facial expressions range from concerned to befuddled? Sir Ian McKellen on the other hand seems at his best with a saucy twinkle in his eye and explosive passion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's about all the passion you'll see in this film. Langdon and Neveu hit it off in the book, and considering the subject matter, namely sex and religion, one would expect even more in the film. Yet judging from trailers there's only symbology going on between those two, no chemistry - and believe me, if there were even a hint of it in the movie it would appear in the trailer - that's what sells. The trailers themselves are done very well, whetting the palates of both those who have and have not read the book. I must say I found the original teaser annoying and frustrating. The Japanese version was especially amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt; - While no great work of art, "The DaVinci Code" looks like a fun thriller with great cinematography, and since hubby also read the book and loves anything remotely related to history we may actually see this one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099370-114789002509531706?l=trailerblazer.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/feeds/114789002509531706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099370&amp;postID=114789002509531706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114789002509531706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099370/posts/default/114789002509531706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerblazer.blogspot.com/2006/05/davinci-code.html' title='The DaVinci Code'/><author><name>Atarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01882015293176701451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15414347935100467994'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>