It's all happening, boys and girls.
It's one thing when a trailer for a forthcoming, much-anticipated film looks
impressive, and another thing entirely when it looks
good. Some of the trailers for Iron Man have been awful. Some good, and some impressive.
But it's not enough just to impress. A lot of us did sit back in slack-jawed disbelief when the first trailer for Episode 1 came out, but then the film itself created a different flavour of disbelief. It's very difficult to make a blockbuster look good these days. They just look... like blockbusters. A genre that's come a long way since they were must-see films for a reason, not just through lack of choice. They have to be bland, they have to hit certain emotional points and show a certain sense of scale, ticking off everything on a great long market-tested list, but all that huffing and puffing isn't blowing the house down anymore. They're boring.
Let's not forget it was Spielberg who invented the blockbuster, with Jaws. No-one does it better. And let this trailer show you the way:
It's pitch perfect. It's weary and electric and romantic and classic Indy. The cobwebbed bodies. The fistfights, choroegraphed but somehow more real than anything Orlando Bloom learned in a pair of Hugo Boss sweatpants. The motor oil, waterfall, shafts of light stillness. The editing style which is EXACTLY Indy. It's not slick, it's nothing new, it's just - right. Forget the artificial adrenaline of jump-cuts. This is adventure.
If it feels like Indy - Good god, his appearance in silhouette! - then let it be Indy. Bring it on.