HORRIBLE BOSSES: Just Red-Band It! (Post 2 of 2)

Since this is a Red Band, age-gated trailer (however porous such a barrier proves in reality, the impulse is nonetheless instructive), obscene language and mature sexual subject matters are emphasized and explicit. Jennifer Anniston, the sexually rapacious dentist, appears in bra and panties, eating suggestively. The button concerns Day’s misguided attempt to hire a specialist in “wet work,” who turns out to be gay escort servicing clients with a urine fetish. Sudeikis’ desire for the former and his friends disgust for the latter rehearses the presumed reaction of the target audience.

Other Red Band content includes various permutations of the F word, a few “bitches,” and a preponderance of names for the male member (dick, dong, penis), which is, I suppose, to be expected in a male buddy film where the protagonists have been symbolically castrated by their employers, male or females. But unlike the case with many other Red Band trailers, “mature” or “obscene” dialogue (Kevin Spacey tells Jason Bateman that he’s his “bitch,” aka, his passive penetratee; Jennifer Anniston asserts her dominance by demanding Dale’s “dong;” Colin Farrell calls Jason Sudeikis “dickwad,” indicating the power differential that obtains.) is neither gratuitous or tangential: it is, in fact, the very marker of their victimization, exhibit A) in their case for revenge.

The dynamic of the film, where the men make common cause over their ill treatment and decide to assert themselves by killing the bosses is a classic reaction formation: our hapless heroes are desperate to assert their turgidity and potency in the face of overwhelming evidence of its absence. In Horrible Bosses, abused men find their “balls” (their mojo, their dignity, their swagger) in sharing their woes and coming together to redress their grievances. Ultimately, they “fuck” (or fuck over) their tormentors, achieving release from their bondage and satisfaction of their own, deeply-sublimated and long frustrated will to dominate. No wonder the trailer–and the movie it heralds, are rhetorically obsessed with the male member.

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HORRIBLE BOSSES: Red Band Theatrical Trailer (Post 1 of 2)

Horrible Bosses is a high concept project whose premise is contained in the title. The original take on the subject is expressed in the murder consultant’s question, “why don’t you kill each others bosses?” Why not, indeed?

High concept is often misunderstand as highly conceptual, abstract, or complicated. Actually, it’s more or less the opposite: high concept is immediately understood, its conflict easily distillable into a couple sentences whose genre and mass appeal are obvious.

Consequently, the 2:18 Red Band Trailer for Horrible Bosses affords the trailer makers plenty of time to establish character, capture the mood and explore the humor because they require so little time to tell the story. This is not to say that their decisions about conveying situation, conflict and likely resolution are not painstakingly made, just that this information is soon delivered, allowing an emphasis on the pleasures that a comedy with such universal resonance and black humor provides.

As I analyze it, the trailer has three acts, followed by a credit roll and an extended button.
Act one presents our three employee protagonists, Jason Bateman, Charlie Day and Jason Sudeikis in conversation with murder consultant Jamie Foxx, to whom they explain their conflict and request advice. A card with the WB and New Line logos (white lettering on light blue background; very clean, very simple) divides act one, which is separated from act two by a card reading “New Line Cinema Presents.”

In act two, the individual conflict of each protagonist is explored in scenes from the toxic work environment they share with their three, uniquely appalling bosses. A card (white lettering on blue background, same font and design as all the other cards) reading “This Year,” closes act two and opens act three, in which Foxx asks the question that provides the probable resolution of their conflict and the original spin on this high-concept premise, (“why don’t you kill each others’ bosses) after which we watch the comic and failed attempts to dispatch their nemeses.

A credit roll concludes act three, with first names in white letters and last in light blue, over a ½ frame action glamour shot of each of the 7 key cast members.

The button runs about 25 seconds (somewhat longer than average), broken only by title and then terminated with the words “Coming Soon,” using the exact same font, color and design as all the other cards.

Typically, story information is provided quickly, in dialogue as well as edits, while characters and crude, mature humor are given the chance to breathe. There is a rhythm to the editing: short establishing shots of character, featuring basic plot details followed by exemplary scenes that, while mere digressions of the story, tell us volumes about personality, psychology, tone and attitude. It is tight, but unremarkable, and perfectly unobjectionable in terms of competence.

There are, however, a surprising number of edits for a comedy…nearly 120 in 2 minutes. The cutting is initially straightforward, from shot to shot. Energy and momentum are established by speeded up shots, quick cut transitions as well as wipes (slides). In the Cast run, each star is shown in a reduced frame, with the card showing their name half on and half in the black border. We also get split screens to show each protagonist with his boss-target, as a quick and efficient way to convey pictures of the names Bateman puts together.

The music choices are safe, but clever, offering commentary, even captioning to the images shown. Act I, the men are singing the blues, against a George Thorogood classic blues riff—“Bad to the Bone,” which presumably describes their bosses. Act II, a funky instrumental bed for exploring their individual predicaments with Horrible Bosses. It tells us, these are urban, sophisticated people. The third is the least distinctive, a generic rock backdrop for the fateful decision to kill the bosses. Fourth, ‘fifteen minutes later,” in the lyric of the new cue, we see how their efforts will go spectacularly wrong. The catchy, compelling, energizing song tells us we’re in the trailer’s payoff zone, with cutting speed and comic mayhem increasing apace. The final cue, another insistently cool and impelling hip hop tune whose lyric “there ain’t no rest for the wicked” introduces the cast run, the volume lowering as we watch some of the ways our protagonists keep busy.

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The Godfather (1972): A still trailer for a kinetic epic. (Post 2 of 2)

This trailer would have been all but inscrutable to the uninitiated viewer, even, perhaps, to recent readers of the book upon which the film is based. There are countless characters introduced, but very few clear indications as to the relationships obtaining among them. (The exception being Pacino and Brando. Their Father/Son dynamic seems obvious.) It is a veritable parade (or death march) of cops and gangsters, wives and molls, children, cousins, friends, cronies, weddings and meetings, meals and entertainments crowding thick on each other, unencumbered by dialogue or copy, relying on the character of the faces, the clothing on the bodies and the backdrops of the photographs for context and meaning. It is too much and not enough, either overwhelming or provocative to theater audiences, but either way, a bold, risky marketing gambit.

Yet for all the material, certain plot points are not in doubt. This will be a violent film; Brando is the key figure (presumably, the Godfather); battles among the crime families and with the authorities will figure throughout; serious emotional and interpersonal concerns will predominate. The trailer tells us that this is an epic, intergenerational story, featuring a tangle of plots and multiple locations. It tells us generally that the exploits of a family will be considered. And, like a photo album, which is finally, what this trailer seems closest to being, the order of images expresses a logic that may have been instituted by the album maker, or merely reflect the order in which the snapshots were placed in the pages.

Below I’ve sketched out short answers to my trailer template.

1. What Kind: Long Theatrical, 3:38. Feature Film. Non Standard. Stills, no copy, no v.o. only one live action scene.
2. Structure: Acts… 7.
3. Editorial Notes: succession of push ins/ pulls out on still images. Movement is left to right and to a lesser degree, right to left. The cuts are rhythmic and dictated by the music cue. on average, one second per image. Primary content of visuals: Faces. Meetings. Violence, Crimes. Murders, family, power. A few dissolves, quickly accomplished.
4. Graphic design: title early. Title at end. A marionette graphic (just like book jacket image) over “Mario Puzo’s The Godfather” which sells the provenance of this best seller. No cast run, but Brando is easily recognizable.
5. Genre – gangster..mafiosa Story elements, but not a clear or obvious narrative line. Not technologically inflected or spectacular in presentation, but rather artistic and cinematographic.
6. Music: two pieces of music….one, Italian, traditional, various movements. Suitable for wedding. Ominous. Tempo changed. Instrumentation changes per what is being shown….corresponds to visual info, or cues the presentation of visual info, telling us what to think. Sound level—medium. No dialogue. No V.o.
7. What craft/art emphasized: Still photography and editing. Organization. Rhythm, sound design. This does not appear to be determined by market research but rather to manifest a very personal, idiosyncratic vision.
8. Tone/attitude: earnest. Melodramatic. Emotional, personal, involving. Non linear.
9. Relationship to the film: corresponding, albeit in a different medium, using still rather than live action photography. Indulgent, lengthy, involved, multiple characters, dramatic, emotional, epic, violent, personal – a photo album of a family.

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