Wow. It's well past midnight, I've just finished reading Lovecraft's "Call of Cthulhu" (cool story, never read Lovecraft before, and always assumed Cthulhu was some stupid anime character or something), I'm sitting by my computer, a storm is raging outside, and the howling wind and slapping branches are making frightening sounds and putting images in my head of creatures scraping against my house...
Yep, that's the effect the hype over this flick is having on me right now. I read the trailer synopsis on MZ's article and found it fascinating; a Blair-Witch style tease where we don't know what kind of monstrosity is attacking. We don't even know the name of the movie! Smart marketing! Unfortunately, my slow-ass dial up is preventing me from seeing the teaser. I do plan on seeing Transformers, but my redneck-ass run down movie theater probably will not show the Cloverfield trailer, but I can only hope.
In the mean time, I'm mystified by all the Ethan Haas/Slusho/WTF stuff. The image of the two girls looking scared has got me the most interested. The small glimpse of the creature in between them is really unnerving. I know everybody sees something different, but when I look at it, I see an angular face with a pretty clearly defined eye, nose and mouth (shivers).
I'm really glad to have an interesting movie to look forward to. Anticipation is half the fun, and an ingenious marketing campaign makes it all the more entertaining. All of a sudden I am reminded of when I saw the first magazine ad for The Blair Witch Project, which listed important dates in the film's "history." Laying in a bed in a friend's house, with the lamplight illuminating a small corner of the room, reading of disembowled corpses layed out in the woods, a shiver went through my spine. I get the same feeling when I read about deafening roars echoing in the streets of New York and Lady Liberty's remains raining down on the city.