James Franco probably thinks of himself as a “Renaissance man.” Most of us probably don’t think of him at all (ba dum tss). Because while he has taken on a lot of roles (writer, director, teacher, student, “poet,” TV star, movie star, Broadway star, soap star, selfie artist), when was the last time any of us were actually impressed by anything he did? Just because he wears a lot of hats doesn’t mean he pulls them off.
Now he’s trying his hand at directing Cormac McCarthy’s Child of God. And while it’s really too early to judge, what the hell, I’m going to anyway. So there. The trailer has a lot going for it, namely the source material and the cast (Scott Haze for Pajiba 10 2015). But I just watched the trailer twice and still don’t fully know what the movie’s about (and not in a deliberately mysterious sense). Hopefully this movie won’t end up as scattered as Franco himself, but I’m staying judgmentally dubious. As we all know, a pretty, gritty tailer does not a masterpiece make.