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I guessing all the film's dialogue was heard right there in that trailer.

Malick has such a wonderful eye but a equally terrible sense of storytelling. The Thin Red Line was his last film I could truly love in a complete way. If he could just reconcile his greatest strengths and deficiencies - or at least have them meet in the middle - there'd be magic.

The New World was the best film of the oughts, so until everyone sees it, any conversation about Malick is meaningless. Go watch it. Really.

I liked, The New World, but it is a film I hardly ever think about. I have not seen Tree of Life, so maybe that's the missing piece.

This looks like outtakes from Tree of Life mixed with Days of Heaven. And what's with that voiceover? Horrible.

Badlands is in my all-time top ten list, but I hated all the mystical CGI and Sean Penn crap in Tree of Life.

My favorite snark about Malick is from this very site, years ago: "The Thin Red Line was so arty I kept expecting a sad clown to wander across camera range." Pretty much sums it up for me.
P.S. Badlands is genuinely great and you should watch that one if you haven't. His others...sheesh.

Did I miss the cornfield? I saw no corn field. Was that a euphemism for the movie being corny, perhaps?

And what the fuck was that supposed to be about anyway? I'm bored already. Next!

Forgive my ignorance, but what the eff is this movie about? Isn't that what a trailer is supposed to tell you?

Welcome to Malick-dom

I love trailers with Jor-El voiceovers.

There was no cornfield in that trailer. Cornfields are either thick, jungle-like places where you get lost (and/or the children kill you), or they are patches of brown dirt with tan stubble that will make you stumble and cut you when you land. What was in that trailer might have been a meadow, maybe a pasture, perhaps prairie, possibly even a wheat field gone fallow for a couple years. It was not, however, a cornfield. Trust me. I'm surrounded by the damned things.

Did I mention I'm in the middle of a flu-induced fever? Only reason I can come up with for giving a damn about improper (lazy) use of cornfield. I'll go back to being deathly ill now.

I think I must be dumb, because I have no idea why Terrence Malick films are supposed to be smart. I liked, "Badlands," by why was that better than, "Bonnie and Clyde?" He's supposed to frame things so beautifully, but I can't recall a single scene in any of his films.

That's because almost every scene he shoots is magnificent. The creation of the universe in Tree of Life, the ships arriving in Jamestown in The New World, the GI's stepping foot on Guadalcanal for the first time, the endless wheat fields in Days of Heaven -- the guy has an incredible visual style.

Unfortunately, he can't tell a story worth shit. So we're left with highbrow music videos. He's the hipster Hype Williams. The only difference between Belly and Tree of Life is that the former stars DMX.

You can't just put a Philip Glass-y, Michael Nyman-ish score on a trailer and fool me into thinking it's a Peter Greenaway movie. I'm onto them.

Dear Rachel McAdams,

It's time for an intervention. STAHP PLAYING DUDES' girlfriends or forlorn wives. You are better than this.

Maybe Ben Affleck is playing her boyfriend/husband