By the looks of the Fury trailer, David Ayer found some not-so-secret plans in a forgotten bunker, dusted them off and followed them to the letter in order to create one more World War II film for the pile of World War II films.
All the cliches are here. Empty fields with random explosions, the rookie, the crusty leader, the Jarhead-esque ennui, tanks jousting, one last job, impossible odds and Jason Isaacs. As a bonus, Brad Pitt sounds like he chugged cough syrup before every take. Unbelievably flat delivery in hand, I can only assume that they’ll discuss how disillusioned he is at length while he wanly recites koans like “war never ends quietly.”
What does that even mean? It’s one of those statements that’s moronic yet desperate to be profound. Not to mention that wars end quietly all the time. A signature and refusal to shake hands in an isolated train car sometimes does the trick.
At any rate, check out the trailer for yourself:
Maybe it’s because Pitt took off like an eye-talian rocket in Inglourious Basterds, or because it’s always dangerous to open a trailer with contextless narration, but Pitt doesn’t even seem like he knew his lines before saying them. Like there’s a cue card at the end of a turret helping him out.
Negativity aside (and there’s a lot of it to go around), I want to root for Ayer because he’s a promising and challenging talent, so I have every finger crossed that this trailer is solely the vision of an unimaginative marketing team and not genuinely indicative of the movie that sees theaters in November.
Although I’m not sure editing is what’s making Brad Pitt sound like Forrest Gump here. Hope springs eternal, despite this truly bland first look.