As Filmdrunk’s resident horrible movie watcher, I don’t know much about the so-called good movies, so I have to depend on the uppity boo-birds of film festivals like Cannes to let me know the crème de la crème. Yesterday, Steven Spielberg, the head of the Cannes competition jury, took the stage to announce the winner of the coveted Palme d’Or – Blue is the Warmest Colour, directed by Abdellatif Kechiche. Bless you.

The coming-of-age tale of a 15-year old girl who believes that boys and girls are meant to be together, only to discover that she’s in love with another girl, also made history at Cannes. Spielberg presented the Palme d’Or not only to the director, but also the film’s two female stars, Adèle Exarchopoulos and Léa Seydoux, which made them only the second and third women to ever receive the coveted award. Jane Campion previously received the Palme d’Or for The Piano.

According to the New York Times, the festival favorite up to the big announcement had been the Coen Brothers’ Inside Llewyn Davis, which took home the Grand Prix award this year. But Colour had people buzzing from the moment it ended, not necessarily because of the lessons it teaches or ideas that it delivers, as much as how they’re taught and delivered.

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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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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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Man, I'm sick of musicians stealing all the good pussy

THIS WEEK IN POSTERS: This week, I expanded This Week in Posters’s mandate to include not only movie posters, but set photos and publicity stills as well. That way I could include this shot (via TheFilmStage) from the Coen Brothers’ Inside Llewelyn Davis. That one’s got Justin Timberlake, Carey Mulligan, and this cat (the guy holding him is Oscar Isaac, but who’s keeping track). Most weeks, that would be the highlight, but this week, we’ve also got Val Kilmer on a BMX. BELIEVE IT!

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"Oh these? We won these on the crapper."

Back in June, the LA Times reported that Coen Brothers had said they were working on a film about the Greenwich Village folk music scene based loosely on the life of Dave van Ronk, “the Mayor of MacDougal Street,” who was said to have influenced fellow folkies Bob Dylan and Joni Mitchell. Now Variety has confirmed the project, which will be called “Inside Llewyn Davis” (presumably a fictionalized Ronk), written and directed by the Coens, and financed by StudioCanal. No word yet on when it might start shooting, but presumably they’ll have to work around Joel and Ethan’s busy snowboarding schedule.

“Llewyn” centers around Llewyn Davis’ struggles as a folk musician during the genre’s 1960s heyday in New York City.
Pic would mark the third team-up for the quartet, all of whom collaborated on “No Country for Old Men” and “True Grit” [the Coens' first $100 million grosser].

Normally, I’d hear about yet another navel-gazing Baby Boomer movie about Bob Dylan and his supposedly-meaningful gibberish poetry and want to puke in my dad’s bongs, but this is the Coen Brothers. They could make a film about a slam poet club DJ in the style of Entourage and I’d still be there opening night. The one thing that could keep me from seeing a Coen Brothers film? You guessed it, Danny Masterson.

Unfortunately, calling it “Llewyn Davis” all but ensures that the title will be unpronounceable in Asia and Latin America.