Donald Clarke

Whingeing about cinema and real life since 2009

Trailerspotting hits the mother lode.

Okay. Now, this is the trailer we’ve all been waiting for. There are few films more delightful to the Hibernian palate than the Hollywood Mick-flick. Did you see Laws of Attraction? How about P S I Love You? Yeah? How …

Sun, Jan 10, 2010, 22:07

   

Okay. Now, this is the trailer we’ve all been waiting for. There are few films more delightful to the Hibernian palate than the Hollywood Mick-flick. Did you see Laws of Attraction? How about P S I Love You? Yeah? How long did the post-traumatic stress disorder last? I don’t want to get too hoity-toity about it, but if the studios treated African-Americans this way they’d be under permanent threat of boycott. From where have they plucked this awful combination of twinkly whimsy and unfiltered, whiskey-soaked idiocy? From their own films I suspect.

The latest potential atrocity is a little thing called Leap Year.

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Cows block the highway; old men fall down drunk; landladies disapprove of sex before marriage: all that’s missing is a leprechaun with an ArmaLite rifle. My favourite moment comes when Amy Adams declares that she is here to propose to her boyfriend on “Leap Day” and, rather than saying “What the hell are you talking about?”, Matthew Goode — what is that accent? — wisely replies through a mouthful of raw potato (perhaps) that this is the stupidest thing he’s ever heard. Quite.

We, of course, should not be surprised that the trailer takes such an unreconstructed view of Irish culture. After all, right from the beginning it announces its reactionary tendencies — common to so many rom-coms — by clarifying that Amy  cannot contemplate happiness without a wedding and that she is unable to propose marriage herself. Come to think of it, considering her stone-age attitude to life, Amy probably finds this version of Ireland unimaginably sophisticated. I get the impression this character would regard life among Barbary apes a step up the sociological ladder. Note this line again: “I am not going to die without getting engaged.” It’s like the last 100 years never happened.

On an unrelated issue, have a look at Jason Reitman’s little film documenting his experiences promoting the nifty Up in the Air. If you can be bothered to look closely you will spot a near-subliminal glance of Screenwriter. The resulting interview will appear in the Ticket this Friday.