See, here I was watching the amiable enough trailer for The Loneliest Planet thinking, “Why isn’t Gael Garcia Bernal a bigger star?” and “That redhead (Hani Furstenberg) is super cute.” Then the trailer is all, like, “What if the one you love became a stranger in an instant?” and I’m all, like, “Hmmm. That’s interesting. How does that happen?” And I’m watching along, and these critic quotes start rolling by, “A film you will never forget. It turns on the kind of small incident that could alter our lives forever,” and I’m like, “WHAT INCIDENT?” TELL ME NOW. And then Karina Longworth is all, like, “Arresting. You don’t know what’s going to happen next … and it seems like absolutely anything could,” and I’m like “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENS NEXT?”
TELL ME TELL TELL ME TELL ME.
The film opens on October 26th, and seriously, if someone actually tells me what happens and ruins this movie for me, I will use your IP address, track you down to your living room, and pull your intestines out your nose.