The Coen Brothers’ Inside Llewyn Davis is set to premiere at Cannes, and just released a new red-band Cannes trailer. It’s basically the same as the last trailer I posted, but now with curse words, giving us exchanges like this:

GOODMAN: A folk singah with a cat.

OSCAR ISAAC (Llewyn Davis): It’s not my cat, I just didn’t know what to do with him.

GOODMAN: So did you bring your dick along too?

The trailer doesn’t show us much of the story, which is just the way I like it. The Coen Brothers are about as close as it gets to can-do-no-wrong status, so all I really need are some pretty pictures and “From the Coen Brothers” before I close my eyes and stick my fingers in my ears and go “LALALA…” Okay, having John Goodman in there helps too. I want John Goodman to deliver the keynote at my firstborn son’s bris.

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I’ve often said that the best supercuts are the most obscure and specific, and this one ranks right up there. Ian Larsen‘s “Oh Fat Men Where Art Howl: The Howling Fat Men of the Coen Brothers” shines a spotlight on perhaps the most overlooked part of the Coen Brothers’ award-winning canon: their penchant for filming fat men screaming. Amazingly, not all of those fat men are played by John Goodman. Nonetheless, I consider this still more evidence for my thesis: John Goodman Should Be In Everything.

This is magical:
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If you don’t get excited about new Coen Brothers movies, we probably can’t be friends. Here we have the trailer for Inside Llewyn Davis, with its tough-to-spell/tough-to-remember title making it the perfect cool-kid litmus test, which follows the Greenwich Village folk scene of the sixties, starring John Goodman (John Goodman should be in everything, fact), Carey Mulligan, Garret Hedlund, who doesn’t even have to change his wardrobe from On the Road, Justin Timberlake as the guy who’s out of place, and Oscar Isaac as the titular Llewyn Davis. Oscar Isaac and Adam Goldberg are different people, but tell that to my brain. Anyway, there are few things I enjoy less than Baby Boomers lecturing us about Bob Dylan and how they chaanged everything maaaan for the umpteenth time, but this is the Coen Brothers we’re talking here, so I’m sure it won’t be that. Yes, I will see this. I will see this so hard my eyeballs need a helmet.

I enjoy that almost every shot in the trailer has a cat. It’s like it was perfectly designed for the internet. Opens February 8th.

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This week on the Frotcast, we brought on Matt Ufford for a special, extended Thanksgiving drive-time episode. We actually hadn’t planned on it being extended when we started, but we were having such a good time keeping it rolling that we just kept on recording. Topics include:

• SB Nation’s Troll Tuesday, and the dangers of writing about the dangers of living ironically.

• The man who got arrested for pretending a taser was his penis.

• Steve-O’s karaoke show, and how it makes us think the world turning into Idiocracy might not be so bad after all

• Speaking of trolls, we have more clips of Bernie Goldberg’s epic trolling interview questions from HBO Real Sports

• The nature of book-to-movie adaptations, as it relates to World War Z, The Watchmen, Life of Pi

• The statutory Elmo drama

• Stories of the worst jobs we’ve ever had, and trying to decide whether to swallow all your dreams or live in poverty forever

• Our favorite Coen brothers movies and trying to explain the enduring popularity of The Big Lebowski

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I’ll admit that for a second my heart skipped a beat when I saw the alert for a trailer to the film Gambit, as I said a quick prayer to my monkey gods for a film that could help me forget Taylor Kitsch’s portrayal of the Cajun X-Man in the lackluster Wolverine. Sadly, this is not that Gambit, but a remake of the 1966 Michael Caine art heist film. Fortunately, in this era of lazy remakes, the Coen Brothers have penned the script, and the presence of Colin Firth and Alan Rickman certainly can’t hurt.

So what’s this caper film all about? Here’s the synopsis of the original:

Cockney cat burglar Harry Dean needs Hong Kong dancer Nicole Chang’s help to pull off the perfect heist. With a simple makeover and a new wardrobe; Nicole’s resemblance to wealthy recluse Mr. Shahbandar’s late wife is uncanny. While Shahbandar is distracted by the mesmerizing Nicole, Harry takes steps to swipe a priceless artifact from under the tycoon’s nose. But even the most foolproof schemes have a way of backfiring…

Ah, the 60s. When Shirley MacLaine could play “Nicole Chang” and nobody even bothered to second guess it. What a time that must have been.

As for the new version, this time it’s Firth playing Harry Dean, as he bumbles and fumbles his way through a plan to rip off his a-hole boss, played by Rickman, with the help of Cameron Diaz as a cartoon character from Texas. I’ll be shocked if Diaz doesn’t grow a long red mustache by the film’s end and run around shouting, “WHAT IN TARNATION!” as she shoots her finger guns in the air.

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