So far the only things that are really releasing trailers are the big budget comedies and action pictures. We threw in the trailer for A Single Man even though it opens this year and it's an indie movie because we wanted everyone to think we watch more than popcorn flicks. We also watch The Hills and lots of porn. But we'll put A Single Man on our Netflix queue, but we're not promising we watch it before sending it back so that we can get The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 for the third time instead.

Here are some new(ish) trailers for upcoming movies and our snap judgments.

Date Night
Starring: Tina Fey, Steve Carell, James Franco, Marky Mark
Reminds Us Of: 48 Hours, for some strange reason.
Plot Summary: A boring suburban couple go out for a big night in the city. They impersonate another couple and all hell breaks loose.
What Looks Good: Tina Fey and Steve Carell together at last and being hilarious.
What Looks Bad: This whole over-wrought, high-concept plot seems way too over-the-top for this duo.
Final Verdict: We'll see it, but we're going to complain that it wasn't as funny as one episode of 30 Rock.

Clash of the Titans
Starring: Liam Neeson, Ralph Fiennes, Sam Worthington
Reminds Us Of: Clash of the Titans, take one.
Plot Summary: Greek gods, lots of fighting, special effects.
What Looks Good: Medusa, the giant scorpion things, the monster they ripped off from Pan's Labrynth, Sam Worthington.
What Looks Bad: Since there isn't even an iota of narrative, the story is probably going to suck. But that's not why you buy a ticket to this anyway.
Final Verdict: Our eyeballs are dancing and our brain has checked out. Sounds like a great Saturday night.

A Single Man
Starring: Colin Firth, Julianne Moore
Reminds Us Of: Mad Men, that other retro movie Julianne Moore got an Oscar nomination for, the perfume bottles on our grandmother's vanity.
Plot Summary: Based on this trailer, we have no clue. Something having to do with how sexing Julianne Moore leads Colin Firth to want to do it with young boys.
What Looks Good: Art direction, wardrobe, performances.
What Looks Bad: This trailer reeks of a movie that is 20 minutes too long.
Final Verdict: Yes, please. We go see everything Julianne Moore is in, even though she hasn't made a good movie in a long while. Also, Oscars.

Kick-Ass
Starring: Aaron Johnson, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, Nicolas Cage
Reminds Us Of: Napolean Dynomite after karate class, Kevin Smith's wet dreams.
Plot Summary: A bunch of kids decide to put on costumes and become super heroes.
What Looks Good: The costumes are cute, and we bet there is going to be some great comedy.
What Looks Bad: Surprisingly this trailer does its job and makes this thing look really appealing. Good job.
Final Verdict: We're going to wait to read reviews before buying a ticket, but we're sold on the concept.

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time
Starring: Jake Gyllenhaal, Ben Kingsley, Gemma Arterton
Reminds Us Of: Video games, that we need to go to the gym.
Plot Summary: There's a dagger that stops time and evil people want it, so a prince and his sexy lady have to go through the desert to get rid of it.
What Looks Good: The special effects, Jakey G. and his slutty princess.
What Looks Bad: The accents! The accents!
Final Verdict: This could either be Pirates of the Carribean good or The Mummy bad, both of which are pretty low bars.

The five newly revealed scenes from Aniston's new filmLove Happens show the famed actress standing erect during shooting, moving her lips and forcing muted sounds to emit from within her body. But other than these basic motions, Aniston shows few signs of actually being alive during the shooting of this film.

On close study of the clips, her emotional range can be seen tilting from "slightly bummed" to "kinda okay" — a range often studied in hibernating creatures in the wild. Slumbering bears, for instance, will often terrify hikers who stumble across them into believing they are actually awake when they raise one corner of their mouth and tilt their heads back and forth in a "yeah, kinda" motion.

Fears that she might actually be dead while making this film rather than merely asleep were put to rest when careful study of at the second clip revealed a moment of "pissed off" emotion — a feeling considered far beyond the capacity of most human corpses.

Krasinski once noted Wallace's reaction to his conception of the short stories into a film:

"He said, 'What's it scripted around?' " [Krasinski] remembers. "I said, 'A woman doing her dissertation around feminism looking into the role of the modern man in the post-feminist era.' There was a silence. And he said, 'I never figured out how to do that, how to make them all relate together. That sounds awesome.' It was probably one of the greatest days of my life!"

David Foster Wallace died last year. It'll be interesting to see how his legacy moves forward in literary circles and pop culture. Some people like to hang on to their favorite books and writers—especially the ones who required a personal investment of time, like Wallace's Infinite Jest—but really, only good things can come of people being exposed to the guy's work, so long as they're trying to do it justice. Can't wait to hear what the hardcore Wallace contingent makes of this, besides the obvious "book is better" punchline.

[Thanks to Phnuggle for the tip.]

It looks to us like the most simplistic left-wing cant that Moore could muster to explain the bailouts: The banks bought Congress, and Congress gave the banks billions of dollars, and some nice gun-toting people in the midwest got laid off.

We've been excited to see the movie, which opens on October 2, but there's something about it that looks depressing: A Michael Moore movie tends to put a cap on whatever outrage he's addressing. Roger & Me meant that by the time you're seeing this movie, Flint, Mich., is fucked. Bowling for Columbine: A bunch of kids are already dead because we already lost the battle on guns. Fahrenheit 9/11: A look back at how we got screwed into the Iraq war. Sicko is an exception in a way, but only because it came out too soon. His collection of health care nightmares showed how "death panels" already exist in America (they're called "insurance claims adjusters") wcame out during the Bush years and not when, you know, health care reform might be on the top of the political agenda.

Now with Capitalism: A Love Story, we can look back in anger at another horrible thing that has already been done to us, and listen to a real-American-looking type say, "There's gotta be some kind of rebellion between the people who have nothing and the people who've got it all." Good luck with that.

It probably has the benefit of being true. But when is Michael Moore going to drop the fat-guy-in-the-lobby routine? Or the fat-guy-yelling-at-a-corporate-office-through-a-bullhorn routine, for that matter?

Also: How do you finance films without banks? Just wondering.

This thing looks faker than that stripper's third tit in Total Recall. Even the real humans look fake! Why would you do that to Zoe Saldana? Why?!

Anyway the movie is about a paralyzed American soldier who takes a job mining on a far away planet that is home to an alien race. The thing is, human's can't live on the planet, so they have to use avatars, clones of the blue-toons that are inhabited by the consciousness of the humans. Of course, our human eventually falls in love with a blue-toon and joins her people's fight to get humans to stop destroying her planet and leave. Colonialism! Environmentalism! See, District 9 isn't the only message movie.

Cameron should have learned his lesson from the Star Wars prequels: if you don't step away from the cinematic easel, you're going to end up with a canvas that is full of pretty doodles and no life. Or in this case, horny blue-toons that like to fight then make out. Well, we're glad our expectations have been lowered, so that the 3-D version might still blow us away. Don't let us down, Cameron. You probably won't have a chance to make it up to us until your next movie in 2025.

It does justice to the script. That's all that needs to be said. Except for this, from Tucker himself:

Yes, the tickets are only $10. I know we could have charged $20 or even $30, but we decided that if the point of this is to reach out to fans and experience the movie with them, then we should make the price as low as possible to include as many as possible.

Why not $50?

I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell

Anderson recruited George Clooney, Meryl Streep, and Bill Murray to voice the characters from Roald Dahl's cherished kids' story. Though it looks a little jerky, there are some lush visuals. Take a look!

Ok, time for some real talk! With Aquatic Life and Darjeeling Anderson's once precious characters became irritating because they lost their spontaneity — whimsy is not a substitute for insight, you guys. But maybe Fantastic Mr. Fox will force Anderson away from the smug hipster trope and we'll be able to fall in love with him again. Unless of course, there is a romantic subplot involving a pan-ethnic possum who shows Mr. Fox the true beauty in an mundane life. Booo!

Not that Burton has ever shied away from computery technologies (see: the whole set of Sleepy Hollow) but for some reason we were hoping for something a bit more organic with this one. Maybe that he'd take a cue from Spike Jonze's upcoming Where the Wild Things Are and go for a more tangible, earthy magical realism.

But, no, instead we get actors wandering around in front of a green screen, everything stretched and warped to look weird, man. Depp's Mad Hatter sounds and looks great, but everything else leaves us feeling a bit empty.

But maybe this is just an early preview (thing doesn't come out until next March) and the look will get a bit more polished and lived-in. Here's hoping.

The old guard at Defamer simply lurved An Education, the Nick Hornby-penned movie about Carey Mulligan (so affecting in The Seagull on Broadway last year) falling in love with an older, dangerous Peter Sarsgaard (less affecting in that same production.)

It looks like one of those stirring, sentimental-in-the-right-smart-ways, heartachers that always get Oscar buzz but never actually get invited to the big dance. Though, now that there will be a whopping ten Best Picture nominees, maybe this lil' thing will swoop on in.

Speaking of swooping! Here's also a trailer, that's been out a week or so, yes, for Amelia, Mira Nair's misguided-looking biopic of famed aeronautical lesbo-type Amelia Earhart. And who better to play yet another lesbo-type than one Hillary Swank, the worst actress with two Oscars currently working in cinema today? She looks predictably awful in the movie, with an increasingly bedraggled Richard Gere bringing up the rear. The movie is about flying! Of the body and the spirit!

SPOILER ALERT: She dies.

Because it looks like it could be funny? Look, we're not fans of Cody's snappy, reference-laden "writing" any more now than we were when Juno came out or United States of Tara (a show that got better only after Cody stopped writing episodes) debuted. But couldn't that jerky dialogue and look-Ma-no-hands kind of sardonic bravado acquit itself nicely in a silly/scary horror comedy? The Girl Gets Revenge trope worked fairly well in Teeth, and we all remember the nerdy Blockbuster clerk's wet dream that was Scream. Smoosh those two things together and you just might get Jennifer's Body. Something so head-poundingly annoying it's oddly entertaining. Y'know?

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Judging by the just-released trailer, anyway. Basically Mark Ruffalo and DiCaps sport rickety Boston drawls and go to a badly-CGI'd island off the coast of Beantown and... creepy stuff happens. People jumping out of cages and saying ominous things in whispered tones, and then apparently everyone goes camping with Patricia Clarkson.

So many questions we have about this one. Is this some sort of stab at J-horror relevancy by the aging Scorsese? Did he try to get Sarah Michelle Gellar but she was just busy or something? What's with the really bad special effects? Maybe is it just going to be a fun thriller with a particularly bad trailer? Only time will tell.

The only thing we do know for certain is that we're a lot less enthused about the project than we were just a day ago.

An action yarn complete with ham-slamming fisticuffs and wittily bantered-about gun play, a sexy/funny love interest (Rachel McAdams), and a door hoofening sidekick (Jude Law's Watson). While some (including us) may have been hoping for something darker and more ruminative, something in the vein of From Hell (but better), we should have known better based on Ritchie's lock stocking oeuvre. Ah well.

Looks fun, at least. We'll see it at Christmas.

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"It's the shit." I'm sorry. [via Adrants]

We don't see any of the famous gay cage fight, but there is plenty of fucking with the fashion industry and uptight manly types to make up for that. While Borat made us dumb Americans feel ignorant of the big old world out there, Bruno seems like it will make us feel childish and whiny, afraid of sex and other weird, gross things. Bring it on.

What with the swooning Arcade Fire song, the lazy, sad late-afternoon sunlight spilling everywhere, and the hand-drawn title cards and all. Jonze is a certified whiz kid director, and there are some striking visuals on display in this trailer, but we're a little wary of just how hip it seems. We knew that one day soon (read: already) kids would be cooler than us, but it happened so fast. Ah well. Judging from this preview, aside from the Urban-Outfitters-for-Kids vibe, we're pretty psyched for this movie.

But we're blaming the whole hipster children phenomenon on these parents, displayed in similarly twee fashion in the trailer for Away We Go, the new indie pregnancy travelogue from Dave Eggers:

It's a funny bit of luck that Michael Mann's Public Enemies (already getting some decent very early reviews) is set to bow at a time when everyone hates financial institutions and longs for a Depression-era Robin Hood to rob from the rich and give to the... well, give to himself. But still. The new trailer for the film makes us think three things: 1) Mann's stylishness looks a little weird in period. 2) Marion Cotillard has a funny voice (insightful!) and 3) How nice it is to see Johnny Depp in sorta-regular clothes, with no makeup, acting like a real person.

So as the repo men begin to circle your farm and you tell your boy to run on inside and get the shotgun because no English sonofabitch is gonna come and take yer granddaddy's land out from under you, unpaid debts be damned, you can at least remember that soon this anti-bank revenge fantasy will be upon us. Let's hope it does better than the last one.