And I'm talking the dark, brooding, then spastic, crazy upside trickster narratives that got Danny Boyle squarely on the indie map a full two decades ago. Because while Slumdog Millionaire and 127 Hours have their place (for good or bad) in his oeuvre, there's nothing quite like a Danny Boyle psychological thriller. The new trailer, despite being greenband, plays up this angle to full effect (not even mentioning his Oscar tagged films), and has a snap, crackle and pop that the recent redband cut was never quite able to deliver on if you ask me. Perhaps it's the dubstep, or maybe it's the clever digital glitching (which is also all over that poster to your left), but no matter what, this is oh so clearly a movie by the man that made both Trainspotting and Millions. And to that I say: Fuck yes. Check it out for yourself below.
Simon (James McAvoy), a fine art auctioneer, teams up with a
criminal gang to steal a Goya painting worth millions of dollars, but
after suffering a blow to the head during the heist he awakens to
discover he has no memory of where he hid the painting. When physical
threats and torture fail to produce answers, the gang's leader Frank
(Vincent Cassel) hires hypnotherapist Elizabeth Lamb (Rosario Dawson) to
delve into the darkest recesses of Simon's psyche. As Elizabeth begins
to unravel Simon's broken subconscious, the lines between truth,
suggestion, and deceit begin to blur.
Trance opens in the UK and Ireland on March 27th and April 5th in the US.
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