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Review: ‘Halloween Kills’

David Gordon Green Delivers A Film The Makes Good On Its Title

The chronology of the OG slasher, Michael Myers, is more then a little muddied at this point, so let’s start with a quick recap. 2018’s Halloween picks up almost 40 years after the original films events took place, retconning all of the events from 1981’s Halloween II on. There are a few other sub-branches of retconning but for our purposes here we’ll just stick with the primary timeline. Now, while they did retcon part 2 and everything past, they certainly didn’t sweep the DNA of that film under the rug. Much like the original Halloween II, Halloween Kills takes place immediately after the events of the previous film, is set mostly in a hospital, and features the community banding together to rid their town of this evil menace, to uneven returns.

Starting EXACTLY where 2018’s Halloween ended, with Michael trapped in the burning basement of the Strode compound and Laurie bleeding out in the back of a pickup truck with her daughter and granddaughter Karen, and Allyson. This is done in such a way that the two films could be arranged as one continuous movie. Laurie and her girls make it to the hospital, but not before spotting the fire department barreling toward what is left of her home prompting them to scream “Let it burn!” …and really, they should have. To no one’s surprise, Myers is alive. Well, to the firefighter’s surprise for sure, but we knew better. A bad night becomes unmeasurably worse from here on out with Myers tearing a bloody swatch through Haddonfield while OG survivor Tommy Doyle rounds the town up to ensure that “Evil Dies Tonight”, as their rallying cry goes. Like two trains loaded with dynamite the two go barreling at each other leaving death and destruction in their wake.

I thought the title was a bit too 70s grindhouse for my liking at first, now I get it. David Gordon Green was trying to prepare us for what was to come. No one is safe, there will be no jokes, no innuendo, no brief respite of teen sexuality, just kills. Credit where credit is due the Mike Myers he’s delivered is a true force of nature and brings new meaning to Dr. Loomis’s famed assessment that he is pure evil. Small changes make this Myers an apex predator, a great white shark on two legs armed with a kitchen knife. More then that, a killer that enjoys what he’s doing. Myers never seemed to relish in his murders, more he seemed curious, like a child. This Michael Myers poses his kills, he takes his time and is unendingly brutal. Even for me, a veteran horror aficionado…I had a hard time with a few of the kill shots in this movie. Not for the faint of heart or the unprepared. As a horror film, it delivers on every level you could hope. Well, all except one.

The only place I took issue with this film was the extreme stupidity of the Haddonfield residents. Just once I would like to see a horror film where people make, at least some, smart choices. I get it, a terrified and untrained person with a gun is just as dangerous to the good guys then the bad guys, but can’t at least of few of their decisions make sense? Knowing what you’re up against, when you knock Michael down can’t at least ONE person decide that they’re going to keep stabbing/shooting/hitting until they can’t anymore? While it doesn’t turn me off from the film, I found myself yelling at people and their dumbass choices WAY more then was probably needed.

The end result is a film that is completely devoid of happiness, no joy, no victory, no happy endings. A real look into true evil, both in the heart of our antagonist, the unstoppable Michael Myers AND in the hearts of scared people making uninformed decisions and resorting to mob mentality. I’m sure I’ll have more to say on what David Gordon Green was trying to convey through the citizens of Haddonfield plot and how that reflects some of the real-world horrors we’re dealing with right now. I’m sure of it, but for now I think I just need some more time to digest the carnage that befell this town and ready myself for the next installment where we may FINALLY get some sense of closure.

 

Middleburg Review: ‘The Worst Person In The World’

Renate Reinsve Takes A Star-Making Turn In Norway's Oscar Hopeful

Though not yet selected by its home country, The Worst Person in the World could become Norway’s first International Feature Academy Award Winner. With glowing reviews from the Cannes Film Festival, this Joachim Trier film captures the listlessness and restlessness that is enrapturing so many younger millennials. 

Focusing on Julie (Renate Reinsve), The Worst Person in the World opens to a disembodied female voice glibly recounting the young college student’s indecision to pick a college major. From med school to psychology to photography, Julie drops things without much desire to question her decision or look back. 

This pattern continues with a brief history of her adult sexual escapades before we find her in a steady relationship with the much older Aksel (Anders Danielsen Lie, also in this year’s Bergman Island), a cartoonist close to settling down.  In hindsight, the sequence feels almost Wes-Anderson-like with smooth whip-pans and matter-of-fact honesty. 

While a complete story is told, the film is divided into 12 vignettes that feel less like plot points and more integral moments in Julie’s life. Living with Aksel allows Julie the ability to not fully commit to finding the right career for herself, instead working in a bookstore. She contemplates cheating while refusing to acknowledge her abandonment issues with her father. She fights with her boyfriend about having children. We see her leave Aksel, take mushrooms and fall for the guy she wanted to cheat with. Basically, we spend two hours watching Julie figure her life out, becoming a person – and it’s one of the most watchable exercises of the year. 

Trier never paints Julie condescendingly or with mild annoyance like some male filmmakers might with a female lead character. Empathy oozes out of every frame. As a filmmaker, Trier takes a surrealist approach with the final film in his Oslo Trilogy. Drug-fueled dreams and magic switches that stop time lead to beautifully done, heart-stopping and belly-aching sequences. His precise and calculated vision is what makes the rest of the film’s elements fall in line and worth watching. 

Renate is enchanting to as she brings Julie into her own. You cannot look away when she is on-screen. Julie is sharp, witty and indecisive but never naive. She constantly talks about wanting more without sticking with one thing too long, as she thinks something better is around the corner. Her chemistry with Danielson Lie feels natural and lived-in. Danielsen Lie also appeared in Reprise and Oslo, August 31st (Reinsve appeared in the latter for a brief scene.) When she realizes it’s time to leave, their breakup feels like a loss for the audience.

Overall, The Worst Person in the World could be one of this year’s best. It’s not very often that a film comes along that captures an entire generation but as young people gain more power in society and continue to figure out their own destinies by going through resignations, career-switching, and leaving relationships out of boredom, its refreshing to feel seen rather than ridiculed.

The Worst Person in the World’s distributor, Neon, has yet to announce a release date or release a trailer.

Middleburg Review: ‘Red Rocket’

Simon Rex Shoots His Shot In Sean Baker's Nimble Dramedy About An Aging Pornstar

The sounds of NSYNC’s “Bye Bye Bye” blast in the opening moments of Sean Baker’s The Florida Project followup, Red Rocket. The guy listening to it seems too old for it; Mikey Saber (Simon Rex) is headed back home to Texas with his tail between his legs. Dirty, battered, bruised physically and egotistically, Mikey hoofs it to the home of his ex, Lexi (terrific Bree Elrod), and despite her misgivings, as well as those of her mother Lil (Brenda Deiss), he worms his way back into their lives with big smiles, big promises, and big charm.

Red Rocket is like the cinematic embodiment of Mikey Saber. On the surface it doesn’t look like much, perhaps like something you should stay away from. But the more of it you take in, the more you come to appreciate the strange, profane, extremely graphic journey it takes you on. Mikey, who looks like a washed-up MTV VJ from yesteryear because that’s exactly what Rex used to be, is utterly shameless. A former porn star run out of Los Angeles for lord knows what, he’s the the type who will literally say anything to get what he wants in that moment. It’s no coincidence the setting is Texas and the year is 2016, with the sounds of the ultimate con artist Donald Trump playing on TVs everywhere. The hustle was everywhere, not just on the national scene but to the lowly  town of Texas City where Mikey talks up stories of the past to win over old “friends”, and hypes up his accomplishments as an actor in adult entertainment. He’s mighty proud of those AVN awards, in particular winning Best Oral three years in a row, a boast that gets questioned a lot as it should.

Mikey’s a creep, that much we know, but he also seems like a decent enough sort. Or, at least, he’s really good at putting a good face on his schemes and generally appears harmless.  And yet when he meets the cherubic 17-year-old Strawberry (future star Suzanna Son) working at the Donut Hole and takes a liking to her, we are instantly wary. There’s no way his intentions for her can be any good whatsoever, it’s just a matter of how badly she’s going to get hurt by it.

Baker’s films never follow any sort of strict narrative structure. Red Rocket meanders about similar to The Florida Project, exploring people on society’s fringes. This armpit section of Texas, dotted with condemned houses and meager storefronts consumed by a plethora of giant oil refineries, is as hopeless as the poverty-stricken stragglers of Baker’s prior work, only there’s no Disney World to run off to. No fantasy world to escape into. The aimlessness  gets out of Baker’s control at times. I think he becomes too enamored with Rex’s admittedly energetic, convincing performance and lets him run wild. Rex, who also was a solo porn actor for a while, does carry the film on his shoulders. He is literally in every scene and works well with his less experienced co-stars, who give the film a natural, raw feeling. It’s not an easy role; some of what Mikey does will make the audience uncomfortable. There’s a lot of sex, a lot of graphic nudity (um, a lot of swingin’ goin’ on), and your mileage may vary depending on how comfortable you are with such things. Red Rocket is hilarious and light enough on its feet that you almost don’t mind the comparative lack of cultural insight. This is like the polar opposite of a “hometown boy makes good” story, but you can’t help yourself from rooting for Mikey to good with the tools he’s got.

A24 will release Red Rocket into theaters on December 3rd.

Middleburg Review: ‘The Lost Daughter’

Olivia Colman and Jessie Buckley Play Prickly Mothers In Maggie Gyllenhaal's Divisive Directorial Debut

It may be her writing and directorial debut, but The Lost Daughter feels like a Maggie Gyllenhaal film.  With nearly 30 years in front of the camera, Gyllenhaal has finally made the jump behind it. This adaptation of Italian author Elena Ferrante’s book of the same name, takes the same free thinking-complicated depiction of womanhood we’ve come to know from the actress and throws it on-screen with cool flair. 

Oscar winner Olivia Colman plays college professor Leda Caruso, traveling on a working holiday to Greece for the summer. Socially awkward, she tries and fails to interact with the locals, including her rental’s caretaker Lyle (Ed Harris). While at the beach, she becomes fascinated with Nina (Dakota Johnson), a young mother to a precocious and eventually demanding young girl. Through watching her, Leda starts to unravel her own past as a young wife struggling with motherhood. 

The Lost Daughter seamlessly jumps between Leda’s current and past life, as we watch Jessie Buckley play the younger Colman. Her interactions with her young daughters are unnerving and complex, taking care of their basic needs but neglecting their emotional ones. Things come to a head in the main story when Nina’s daughter goes missing, leaving the entire beach in disarray. Leda is the one who finds her play with her doll in the treeline. She returns the girl. She keeps the doll. 

It pays to watch this divisive film with an audience. As a director, Gyllenhaal takes off the rose-colored glasses typically used to portray motherhood. The young actresses playing the various daughters in the film are unflinching, their cries amplified for your discomfort. We see both Ledas and Nina through unconventional intimate closeups at their most vulnerable mothering moments. By literally zeroing in on the women as people, there’s no chance of losing empathy for them even in their any dislikeable moments. 

In another powerhouse performance, Colman infuses a likability within the prickly and at times confounding older Leda. At one point, she says she “was an unnatural mother” as if this something we haven’t seen her younger version grappling with the entire film. With big sunglasses, short hair, and flowy shirt, Colman visually resembles Gyllenhaal. One could wonder if this move was intentional, as if the director was saying that “I too have felt like an unnatural mother and that itself is natural.” 

Gyllenhaal leaves a lot left unsaid in The Lost Daughter. Nina’s home life, her affair, Leda falling in love with her husband – all could be their own films themselves. While some of what Gyllenhaal is saying is unclear, it feels purposeful. For a first time director, that’s all you can ask for.

The Lost Daughter hits select theaters December 17. It is available on Netflix December 31. A trailer has not been released.

‘Batgirl’ Directors Tease A Batman Appearance, Won’t Say Which One

The Bat-family will be well represented at tomorrow’s DC FanDome event. Besides a trailer for The Batman, it’s possible we’ll get to see Michael Keaton as he return to the suit for an appearance in The Flash alongside Ben Affleck in what is expected to be his final time. And then there’s HBO Max film, Batgirl, which will star In the Heights‘ Leslie Grace as Barbara Gordon, with JK Simmons reprising as Commissioner Gordon, confirming the film’s place in the DCEU. And according to that film’s directors, Batman himself will show up.

But which one? Speaking with Dutch outlet VRT News, directors Adil El Arbi and Bilall Fallah confirmed Batman will have a role in Batgirl, but wouldn’t say which one. Will it be Michael Keaton? Ben Affleck? Heck, they even teased Val Kilmer which is incredibly unlikely.

So what’s up here? Well, you might recall that Keaton has been rumored for an extended stay within the DCEU. Perhaps this is all part of that, and he’ll play a sort of mentor role to Batgirl as she finds her way as a hero in Gotham City.

 

‘The Batman’: New Posters And Teaser Showcase Paul Dano’s Riddler, Robert Pattinson Issues A Warning

Leave it to Warner Bros. to set DC FanDome on the same weekend I’m away at Middleburg.There’s so much dropping tomorrow, it’ll be interesting to see if any of it reverberates out here. Just in regards to The Batman we can expect to see a brand new trailer, and perhaps learn even more about the direction Matt Reeves plans to take the character. But for now, there’s a teaser and a couple of posters highlighting Robert Pattinson’s take on the Dark Knight, and Paul Dano as Riddler.

I’m loving the red color scheme they’re going with as it promises a different visual from the Batman films by Christopher Nolan and Zack Snyder. The blood red makes this resemble a David Fincher-style serial killer flick, which it might actually turn out to be given how crazy Dano’s Riddle looks. Clearly, this is not the goofy dude in bright green question mark tights that we’re used to.

“It’s not just a signal. It’s a warning.”

We finally hear Pattinson say something of note in the brief six-second teaser for tomorrow’s trailer. Honestly, I’m just glad I can understand what he’s saying. Ben Affleck had it down pat, but Christian Bale sounded like he was gargling motor oil.  Pattinson sounds good, now let’s see him nail the physical stuff.

The Batman opens in theaters on March 4th 2022.

Review: ‘The Grand Duke Of Corsica’

A Promising Premise Can't Save This Dramedy From Going Down The Toilet

Alfred Rott (Timothy Spall) is a world renown architect in The Grand Duke of Corsica. His unique abilities and vision make him highly sought after. He’s able to pick and choose projects as he’s wined and dined all over the world. Even though he may be living a dream life to some, he seems like he couldn’t care less. To sum it up, he’s a prick. He has no filter, doesn’t care in the slightest about others, and acts like the smartest person in the room. Not to mention he’s crude, sexual, and vulgar. Although his reputation proceeds him, both positively and negatively, people put up with him. The quality of his work and the allure of his reputation is enough, and he knows that.

Rott gets drawn to Malta by a billionaire who refers to himself as the Grand Duke of Corsica (Peter Stormare). The Duke has quite the unusual request but will do anything to have Rott fulfill it. He wants Rott to design a mausoleum for him. Rott initially tries to turn down the request, but the Duke refuses to take no for an answer. If Rott is going to take on the project, he feels like he must get to know the Duke better and spend more time with him. While the two are going back and forth about the project, Malta is experiencing a rise in Malaria. A new aggressive strain is sweeping the country and infecting many. Of course, a silly thing like Malaria isn’t going to stop Alfred Rott.

The Grand Duke of Corsica is writer and director’s Daniel Graham’s second feature length film. Graham’s feature length debut, Opus Zero, was also a complete brainchild of his with him writing and directing as well. Taking on both roles allow him to truly fulfill his vision. That also means he gets most of the praise, and most of the blame. In the case of The Grand Duke of Corsica, it’s the latter. Graham doesn’t fully develop the characters and gives the audience no reason to connect with them. The script, however, has its moments. There is a wide range in the jokes – from extreme subtlety to in your face humor. There’s some wit, but before you know it, it devolves into potty humor (literally, poop is a reoccurring theme).

Graham tries to interconnect two stories, both occurring in Malta. The first taking place in the early twelve hundreds and the other in present day. At first, the juxtaposition of these two stories is curious, but Graham cleverly manages to tie them together. However, it fails to deliver with one story line tapering off and not reaching its full potential. Various characters drift in and out of The Grand Duke of Corsica from Lucy (Noeleen Comiskey), a potential love interest angling for an interview, to Leos (Matt Hookings) a self-loathing actor. Yet none of them stick around enough or leave a lasting impression. Graham employs title scenes throughout the film to separate it into chapters. While this can be a useful tool to progress the narrative, in this case, they appear disjointed. The Grand Duke of Corsica had potential, but it quickly unravels as the film progresses. A small group may be able to overlook the film’s faults, but a majority should go ahead and pass.

Middleburg Review: ‘King Richard’

Will Smith Delivers An Ace Performance As Father To Extraordinary Tennis Champs Venus And Serena Williams

Before Venus and Serena Williams became just Venus & Serena, you were as likely to hear about their demanding, controversial father Richard Williams as the two future tennis greats. The outspoken father was a one-man circus act, fighting with the press, making a fool of himself in front of cameras, and constantly drew attention to himself. When a film about his daughters was announced, from Monsters & Men director Reinaldo Marcus Green, it made perfect sense. To learn it was actually titled King Richard and centered around Richard…well, that felt like an unforced error waiting to happen. Who would want to root for that guy?

Well, it turns out King Richard is an ace with one Hell of a powerful serve. Perhaps it’s unfair to call this a Richard Williams movie, it’s definitely told from his perspective, but the story is about the raising of Venus and Serena into future tennis Hall of Famers, despite emerging from the most un-tennis-like of places: Compton, a place that many tennis fans and players only know from Friday or N.WA. And that knowledge of their inevitable greatness does temper some of the extremes we see Richard go to that make him look like a megalomaniac with a devious plan that he sticks to tighter than Thanos and his quest for the Infinity Gauntlet.

So Will Smith has quite a balancing act here in portraying Williams, who many of us (myself included) have at one point or another perceived as an anvil on the careers of Venus and Serena. Clearly, he is not…well, a normal parent. The film begins with Richard at all-white country clubs peddling his plan for the girls, a 78-page plan he says he devised before they were even born. He saw a tennis player on TV talk about making $47K at a tournament and told his wife Oracene “Brandy” Williams (Aunjanue Ellis) they need to make two more kids because this tennis thing is a pretty good racket. My bad pun, not his. And so Richard and Oracene took to training Venus and Serena (Saniyya Sidney and Demi Singleton) night and day, while also holding down blue-collar jobs of their own. The rundown tennis court the girls train at is in stark contrast to the elite establishment Richard peddles his ideas to wealthy white men; the place is covered in trash, leaves, and surrounded by gangs that hit on his daughters and occasionally beat his ass up.

King Richard holds nothing back in showing how Richard is disrespected from people all across the color map. When a white man suggests Richard “consider basketball” for his daughters, we get what he’s talking about. At the same time, Black people don’t treat him well, either. Whether it’s the bullying thugs who hold him up at gunpoint and late pistol whip him, to the neighbor who calls Social Services because the girls are being trained too hard, Richard is attacked on all sides. It’s a feeling he’s grown accustomed to but never accepts; in fact, much of the film is about the chip on his shoulder he’s carried for decades, having grown up fighting the KKK on the streets of Shreveport. Those battles have never left him; and they colour every single action he takes, even the ones that look pretty silly and perhaps even detrimental.

The balancing act isn’t just Smith’s. Zach Baylin’s screenplay shows the pros and cons of Williams’ aggressive antics, and the impact they have on the people he claims to be protecting. His daughters, which include eldest Yetunde (Mikayla Lashae Bartholomew), Lyndrea (Layla Crawford), and Isha (Daniel Lawson), are brilliant in their studies, showing that the Williams household has it covered in making sure the girls excel in all things. At the same time, he undermines or ignores Oracene at every turn (she calls him on his shit at a crucial moment), disregarding her contributions to the girls’ growth. He lies to and manipulates pro trainers Paul Cohen (Tony Goldwyn) and Rich Macci (Jon Bernthal), interfering in their training efforts. Worse are the head games he plays with Venus and Serena, teaching them overly harsh lessons and even threatening to leave them stranded in the proven dangerous streets of Compton because they weren’t humble to his liking. He also dangles, then takes away their dreams when it suits him, and this becomes relevant in the final act as Venus begins in the Junior circuit with aspirations of going pro. While the girl dominates her field easily, Richard repeatedly denies her desire to take it to the next level, claiming he doesn’t want her to be another young superstar who burned out, like Jennifer Capriati.

But it’s also clear that, despite the massive insecurities that weigh Richard down, depicted by Smith with a heavy slouch and slow gait that borders on caricature early on, his intentions are almost always good. Richard goes to such lengths to protect his daughters from the disrespect he faced, but also to shield them from the burden they’ll have to carry as ambassadors for millions of Black girls who also have dreams. The messaging can get a bit heavy-handed, and depictions of Richard’s racially charged encounters are done with an overhead smash when toeing the baseline is more appropriate.

While Smith will get the bulk of the attention, as he should, Saniyya Sidney and Demi Singleton are also excellent as the championship siblings. Talk about challenging roles that the world will be watching extra closely! Sidney has the bulk of the dramatic weight as the story mostly focuses on Venus’ efforts, as she was the older sister and, at least in the beginning, the better player. And she does an excellent job of showing Venus’ maturity but also her youthful excitement, which is occasionally derailed by Richards’ eccentric demeanor. Singleton, whose Serena simmers in the background like a pot ready to boil over, and when it’s over you kind of want to see her story continue to where we know it’s headed.

Whatever your thoughts on Richard Williams, King Richard offers a fair accounting of the man despite the shiny Hollywood portrayal fully endorsed by the Williams family. His less savory traits are at least mentioned, such as a son he basically abandoned, while emphasizing his fanatical desire for the Williams name to be respected. This is one of the best performances Will Smith has ever given. Smith makes Richard Williams, this oddball who is as much carnival barker as loving father and tennis trainer, a larger-than-life figure that you want to succeed because you know that means Venus and Serena succeed. And if they can succeed, Black girls everywhere can succeed. King Richard is a true crowd-pleaser, but far from formulaic because Richard Williams is anything but common and his daughters are exceptional.

King Richard will open in theaters and HBO Max on November 19th.

 

Review: ‘The Blazing World’

Writer, Director, And Star Carlson Young Keeps The Audience On The Edge Of Their Seats In Her Twisted Debut Feature

Pivotal moments change the direction of one’s life. No one knows that better than Margaret Winter (Carlson Young) in The Blazing World. Margret’s twin sister, Elizabeth (Lillie Fink) tragically drowned when they were young. The story takes an even more devastating turn with Margaret (Josie Fink) being the one to find her body. Lizzie’s passing shatters what was left of a family that was already on the rocks. Now, a dozen or so years later, Margret is still trying to make sense of everything that happened on that fateful day.

Margaret’s parents inconceivably still live in the house where the accident occurred. After all this time, they have decided to finally move.  Margaret’s mother Alice (Vinessa Shaw) is a shell of who she was – mumbling to herself, unchecked emotions, and addicted to Ambien.  Meanwhile her husband Tom (Dermot Mulroney) drinks away his pain. Margaret herself has her fair share of problems. Most notably, she has been fixated on a vision she had from that day. She swears she saw a man take Lizzie and jump into a portal. She feels deep down Lizzie is alive and will do whatever she must to bring her back. When that man comes to her and reaffirms what she saw, she knows she isn’t crazy. He introduces himself as Lained (Udo Kier) and gives Margaret a unique opportunity to save her sister, but at what cost?

The Blazing World is directed by Carlson Young who also wrote the film alongside Pierce Brown. Writing, directing, and staring in a film is no easy feat. Especially when the film is Young’s feature length writing and directing debut. Overall Young does an admirable job. The Blazing World was first conceived as a short, barely over 10 minutes with Young also taking on all three roles. Her directorial decisions are on point, but there are moments when the script leaves something to be desired. The acting throughout is woefully uneven. There are some truly memorable and enjoyable performances, while others fall short – almost ruining the atmosphere Young created.

However, it is the visuals in The Blazing World that will be what stick in your mind. Margaret’s journey in The Blazing World is reminiscent of a nightmarish version of Alice in Wonderland. To fully enjoy the film, one must suspend all disbelief. From the jump a degree of fantasy is present and this only compounds as the film progresses. Every “world” Margaret visits is unique and chilling. The score throughout is fantastic and perfectly sets the tone for each scene. Young is able to strike the perfect balance between a fantasy adventure and a suspense thriller. Just as the fantasy begins taking ahold, a scare is quick to follow. The Blazing World’s visuals, pacing, and music blend perfectly to make it worth a watch. Not to mention that there is enough there for some interesting discussions and personal interpretations to follow.

The Blazing World is available now in theaters and VOD. You can also check out our interview with Carlson Young here!

‘Clifford The Big Red Dog’ Final Trailer: The Beloved Oversized Canine Will Grow On You This November

I know what you’re thinking. “WHY ARE WE NOT SEEING ANYTHING ABOUT CLIFFORD THE BIG RED DOG???” I know, right? Why don’t we know more about this wildly anticipated movie? Well, the answer is simple: COVID-19.  The adaptation of the popular children’s book series was supposed to have premiered at Toronto last month, followed by a run in theaters just days later. But the pandemic chewed that up like Clifford does a pair of house slippers, and now the film will open in theaters and Paramount+ in November.

But first, a new trailer! Clifford the Big Red Dog features a gigantic red CGI dog who makes life both awesome and difficult for the humans in his life. Jack Whitehall, Darby Camp, Tony Hale, Sienna Guillory, Russell Wong, Kenan Thompson, Rosie Perez, and John Cleese star. Not a bad cast.

Here’s the synopsis: When middle-schooler Emily Elizabeth (Darby Camp) meets a magical animal rescuer (John Cleese) who gifts her a little, red puppy, she never anticipated waking up to find a giant ten-foot hound in her tiny New York City apartment. While her single mom (Sienna Guillory) is away for business, Emily and her fun but impulsive uncle Casey (Jack Whitehall) set out on an adventure that will keep you on the edge of your seat as our heroes take a bite out of the Big Apple. Based on the beloved Scholastic book character, Clifford will teach the world how to love big!

Directed by Walt Becker, Clifford the Big Red Dog opens in theaters and Paramount+ on November 10th.