Working at a film distribution company, I read a lot of query emails and faxes coming in from production companies with films looking for distribution. This week there is an inordinate amount of this spam because there are two big distributor’s conferences coming up in the next month and everyone is trying to generate buzz about their new product. Most of the movies pitched in these direct mailings sound just wretched. Most of the time I quickly scan through the listings and then junk them. Then, this morning, I read this:
*Title Omitted By Me*
“In a cross between Predator and Con Air. . .”
That was the first half of the first sentence. The synopsis goes on for another paragraph. I didn’t even bother to read the rest of it; those eight words are too perfect. Whatever this movie is actually about, it probably doesn’t live up to that golden premise.
Wait. . .
Yeah, I just read the rest of the synopsis. It’s a big let down. Something about bank robbers on a mountain getting eaten by a monster. BOOOO. How is that like Con Air? I believe Con Air took place largely on a plane. In the air. Being on a mountain isn’t the same thing. I might just have to write “a cross between Predator and Con Air” myself.