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February 5th, 2001
People are sooo
lazy. I completely understand admiring stuff and photocopying it and
pasting it all around you, and trying on hairstyles you see. I even
like swapping clothes with strangers, male or female, but movies...
Aye yai yai... *shakes head in embarrassment and quiet speculation* Is
there like one company in California that decides how everything's gonna
be done for the next several years, and everyone's gotta follow it?
Is it like the American National Standards Institute (ANSI)? Sometimes
I get the feeling that the motto of all Hollywood screenwriters, producers,
and directors is "Well, I made it this
far, I might as well give up." Take movie trailers for instance...
Trailer Trash
By Gary
I think about every action movie in the past two,
maybe three years has created its trailer in about exactly the same way.
Using my uncanny ability to watch things on screen and dissect them brilliantly
for what they are, I've determined that the very first action movie trailer
was great, and so is every one since, because they've
all been the same. At least recently.
If you want to be famous
and well loved for not showing off, or for not sticking out in the sea of copycat
package-and-release-it-yesterday numbness, here's the way:
Fade from black to dark. We want to show something
slow and calming. Quiet. Driving music is okay, but it must be subdued.
The main character is doing something quirky that doesn't make any noise.
Like filing her nails, or doing her taxes - under water!
Mayhaps he or she is just staring at you. Whatever. Something odd, in
a dark location. Here are some examples from actual movies you can watch.
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Dramatic Monologue |
Okay, we're in the dark so far, and some main
character is doing something that frightens us, because whatever they're
doing is weird, but mostly because it's dark. The only thought on our
minds is "When will the techno music start so I can feel safe once
more?" As this unspoken question burns within us, a voice is heard
to magically destroy the entire mood we've established in Step 1. This
is the usually the first thing said in the trailer. Regardless of where
it finally comes in, it's the part where the more intelligent of we
the audience think "Oh pah-leeese..."
Enough of this quiet. It's time for TECHNO! This is the movie trailer
version of popping open a Budweiser, opening your Juicy Fruit, accidentally
revealing your Starburst Fruit Chews, or snapping into a Slim Jim. Cut
between shots far too quickly for any of us to tell what the hell's going
on, and for love of God, don't stop until...

Movie: The
Perfect Storm
Oooh shiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!! |
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Movie: The
World is Not Enough
Sweeeeet Jeeeesuuuuusss!!!
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Movie: Battlefield
Earth
Ooooooohhhhh, God NOOOOoooooo!!!!
Yeah, I know I already put him in here, but Battlefield Earth
is a weird one. The introduction of Travolta *should* create in
us fear - I read somewhere he's the villain. For me he just created
tension. I felt like MY ship was sinking. I thought *I* was being
blown up in a blaze of fire. Travolta effectively plays both the
straw-man villain, and the greatest natural disaster known to man
- namely, the lead character in this movie. Neat. |
We're extremely close to the end here. This stage comes when the techno
suddenly ceases and someone from the film says something ridiculously
cocky with very poor delivery.
In the oceans and oceans of speaking contained
in any one movie, it's your job as the trailer's creator to scour through
every line until you find the most non-believable, contrived, "their
agent made them say it or else" line in the whole flick. Then you
stick it right here.
Make sure this moment stops the techno dead, so we
can really build our hopes up in the hopeful millisecond before the sound
reaches our hopeful ears, and our hopes are buried along with our respect
in a boring little hopeful plot in the back by the porta-potties where
no one will ever think to visit them anymore.
Examples include:
"He's mine! This is personal."
"Boys, I guess it's time we SAAAAAVE THE UNIVERSE!!!"
and my favorite,
"UP YOURS, MOVIEGOERS!!!"

Movie: Hannibal
"I must confess to you, I'm giving very serious thought...
to eating your wife."
NOTE: I think this movie will
suck, yet rake in millions riding on the shoulders of the last one.
I'm supposed to pretend that some other girl is really Jodie Foster,
when it was hard enough for me last time to pretend Jodie Foster
was Clarice, 'cause I really like Jodie Foster, and nothing, not
even movies can change that for me.
Plus, Hannibal talks entirely too much this time to be menacing:
"I need some action Clarice,
I need to come out of hiding and return to public life - I couldn't
help noticing on the FBI's rather dull public website that I have
been elevated to the more prestigious ten most wanted list - is
this coincidence, or are you back on the case? If so, goody goody."
Geez, breathe man. You're like 90. Aw crap. He's gonna kill me
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Movie: Thomas
and the Magic Railroad
"Now THAT's what I call a perfect landing!"
NOTE: Very few movies
can really wrap their hands around my brain and cut off my circulation
to the point of hysteria, but this movie, featuring Alec Baldwin
really knows how to jiggle my giggle stick! You know, on second
glance, it kinda looks like someone had their way with Alec's
head, and it looks like their way may have incorporated a tire
iron. One can only hope...
Unlike Hannibal, I think this movie will rock me sideways. Look!
It's not even afraid to do what all of us secretly want to do
to Alec Baldwin. They throw him high into the air, about 80 feet,
and let him plummet to what should've been his doom. Unfortunately
there were pillowy bags of an unknown origin lining the ground
in front of the windmill. Oh, and it's rated G... Well, anyway.
They still tried to hurt him, so I like the directors, and I love
this movie. Go see it!
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Movie: Dracula 2000
"We're all so much more... complicated... then our names..."
This one was textbook. Techno, techno, sex, sex, sex, "You
haven't told me your name..." WHAM, silence. Then this line.
Then more techno. Predictions...
Anyone wanna field this one? I'll give you a starting point: vampires
suck blood, certain movies... suck, continue at
your own pace...
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| Step 5: Boot
to the Head! |
Just in case those five seconds were enough for you to forget that our movie has action,
here's one more display - IN YOUR FACE! This is the part
that pisses me off most, and should piss off everyone, but most are too
stupid to know it. Either a giant tractor tire smacks you
in the head, a tiger bites your face off, or something with wings explodes
in front of you. Right in front of you. And the sound tempts
the limits of the THX system.
It's like WHAM!
Tire in your face!
Now you're faceless.

Movie: Highlander: End Game
This is SO textbook, it makes my math textbook look,
well, like, whatever's vastly different than a textbook. Techno,
voice says dumb thing - unleash holy hell on the audience. This
trailer's ending is like THX sound for the eyes. Look at this
screen! Explosions, smoke, purple lightning, swordplay. Will
it never end!?
It will when someone loses an eye. |
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Movie: Mission
To Mars, duh
When the techno slams to an
echoing halt, the screen goes black. Then this cocky movie doesn't
even bother itself hitting us with asteroids or having a ship
explode on us. No. Rather, it has a star go super nova behind
its own name! How rude! To be killed by the name of a poor movie.
I can't wash off this kind of humiliation.
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Movie: Crouching
Tiger, Hidden Dragon
We end a rather lengthy bout of driving Asian techno (I guess)
only to slam into some titles (really bad ones - just red letters
on a mustard background) and finally the music explodes and we're
kabobed by this lady, whoever she is. Well whoever she is, my
left eye's all but USELESS now, thanks a lot!
That's it. It's over. Someone lost an eye.
This is unforgivable...
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If you're really clever, and tired of those OLD ways of
making this genre of trailer trash, then instead of changing the format
a little, or at all, add some more of the same to the
end! This is where the trailer should have ended, but you're
not giving up that easily. One more quote will do it. "Look out
world, there's a new cheerleader in town." or "...I'll detonate
it myself if I have to," or even better, "How'd you like that tire in your
face?"
Now you can end it. Use an echoing breath sound, like a "pah"
without the vocal cords, and remember to do something with the camera
to signify that you are the man (or woman). For example, take Catherine
Zeta Jones, cut to her face cockily saying, "You can't handle the
tire," then pause while we "get" that, and then...
ZOOMINREALLYFASTONHEREYEBALLANDCUTTOBLACK!!!
That cut to black is where you put your echoing breath. If you're previewing
an action comedy, replace Catherine Zeta with Jim Carrey and add the phrase,
"Somebody's BUTT smeells gooood!!!" ...and then some trumpets flaring.
I'm sick o' this shit. Let me in Hollywood. I promise I won't kill these
people. I'll just show them that there are other ways.
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Movie: U-571
U-571 should've been called "Depth Charge."
I've said it since I first saw it. Actually since the 10th depth
charge blew up in my face in the theatre. The trailer is no better.
It's "In your face ending" is a torpedo blast to the
hull. We're all dead. It doesn't help that we were outside the
sub, 'cause we can't breathe underwater. I guess when you think
about it, or when you refrain from thinking about it, the U-571
trailer ends with a mercy killing. At least we didn't suffer.
I never wanted to die drowning anyway.
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Movie: Rules
of Engagement
Aside from all the techno, there's
fast-paced anger abounding in this preview. Rockets launching,
people yelling, hurt feelings... Stand yourself up and
salute General Unrest! There is technically *no*
actual "slam" as it were at the end of this trailer,
but the effect is all the same. I don't know, isn't Samuel L.
ripping you a new one kinda like being blown up by a torpedo?
That's what someone told me anyway.
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Movie: Mission Impossible
This feature will now self destruct...
The hell with all of you. You sat in the front row. It's your
own fault.
Movies rot your brain, almost more than their trailers.
Next time, read a book.
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