Here’s Nicole Kidman and Aaron Eckhart a-cryin and a-grievin in the new trailer for Rabbit Hole. I’d be the last person to recommend a film about people grieving (except Hesher, which was awesome), but just when you think you’ve had an ass full of Nicole Kidman’s whining,
The Shins Broken Bells+ fade in for a montage and whoa, is that an art-film boner? …Maybe.
Rabbit Hole is directed by John Cameron Mitchell (Hedwig), written by David Lindsey-Abaire, based on his own Pulitzer-prize winning play. Lindsay-Abaire was born David Abaire in south Boston, the son of a factory worker and a market worker, but in seventh grade he got a scholarship to a fancy boarding school and POW! Now his last name is hyphenated with his wife’s and he lives in Brooklyn. And now you know why I don’t live in Brooklyn anymore. On a serious note, I saw this play. It was pretty good.
(*takes sip of espresso, cuts fart, inhales deeply, comments on how San Francisco is like a European city*)
+ That’s not fair, they have the same lead singer. Crap, my fart-smelling privileges are revoked, aren’t they.