More Morbid than Pet Deaths? How About Being Buried Alive?
First off, let me apologize for last night’s comment diversion. Clearly, I was out of my mind with delirium by that time last night — the Baynis had gotten to me, and all the eye strain had done something to my head. That was weirdly morbid so, you know, stay tuned for next week, when we do a diversion on the most traumatic relative deaths! (Although, for many of you, I understand that’d be easier than last night’s diversion).
Anyway, aside from the fact that Transformers II made $55 fucking million in its first day (plus midnight screenings), things are looking up this morning. And for those of you tired of hearing about R-Squared, that’s too goddamn bad. The man has signed on to another film, and it is our duty to report it.
So, you’d think that after a flashy role in the (terrible) blockbuster Wolverine and a leading man role in last weekend’s top film, The Proposal, that Ryan Reynolds would attach himself to the first huge franchise to come down the pipeline.
No sir. And this is why Mr. Reynolds’ expiration date may still be a very long way off: He’s signed on to to an indie film. In Spain. For well-respected (but unknown in the States) Spanish director Rodrigo Cortes. The movie is called Buried and it’s dark and gritty, folks. It’s about a civilian contractor who’s kidnapped in Iraq and awakens buried in a coffin in the desert, armed only with a cell phone, a candle and a knife.
Of course, that also means it’s like a one-mans show, where Reynolds will get a chance to show off his actressin’. I hope it’s bearded Reynolds — it’s my favorite. According to Variety, he “decided to go the indie route as a way to stretch his acting chops in a movie with a claustrophobic premise, and one in which he holds the screen through most of the picture.”
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