Ian Anderson 9:30 a.m., Oct. 22
A Closer Look at the Trailer for Don't Go in the Woods
So anytime a director - especially a veteran actor turned director - tackles a story that's been done to death, it's usually fun to try to figure out why. I mean, how many times must Vincent D'Onofrio have thought to himself, "Gad, if I were directing this film, I wouldn't make such an awful, stupid hash of it"? And now he's doing a "killer in the woods" movie? What gives?
"We came out here to write, not have a good time."
"So write and we'll have fun, what's the big deal?"
"You obviously don't get it."
And there it is. D'Onofrio is giving us a cautionary tale about squandering your artistic gift for the sake of a quick, even premature payoff. Not the payoff of artistic excellence, but the secondary benefit of praise and fleshy consolation. These dudes abandoned their Muse for a less demanding mistress, and now they're paying the price. Of course. A film about something like that would have to have a schlocky setup - it's only fitting and just.
Well played, D'Onofrio. I mean, I'm not saying I'll see it, but I see what you did there.