So you get fired, have a kid on the way, get an eviction notice, and go down to a bar to drink away the feelings and the last of your money on $6 Bud Lights. And what should happen? A dude with a pile of money, vacancy behind his eyes, and a monstrous blonde to match starts offering you money to do things. Little things. Not full Indecent Proposal, just the things you’d never imagine doing until $200 that you desperately need is floating in front of your face. And it escalates from there. The catch of course is that once you sell a fraction of your dignity, you’ve already determined that you’ll sell all of it. All that’s left is the haggling over the price.
So here’s the red band trailer (red band pretty much because dude has the red food coloring everywhere, not because there’s anything interestingly objectionable), for Cheap Thrills:
Hey, I think we’ve finally stumbled upon a social safety net that Ayn Rand fans can get behind! Besides the Hunger Games, but I think of those more as Randland’s sports league.
Of course I have lost absolutely all sympathy for the characters involved based on the single frame of a knife held ready over a dog. Seriously, the people can do whatever they want to each other, but if they hurt the dog I’m going to write a letter to Sarah McLachlan.
<>Cheap Thrills opens this summer at Drafthouse cinemas.