Last year the Alamo Drafthouse started a film distribution arm, Drafthouse Films (its first release was Chris Morris’ Four Lions). They recently announced that the new director of Drafthouse Films would be none other than Evan Husney, a guy who’s been feeding FilmDrunk exclusive clips from the strangest films you can imagine for a few years now. I have no idea how he finds the stuff he finds, but I know that if there’s one guy you want running a distribution arm specializing in films with cult potential, it’s Evan. One of the first films Drafthouse acquired under their new director is Brandon and Jason Trost’s The FP, a twisted homage to The Warriors which premiered at SXSW and whose must-watch trailer is below. Check out this synopsis:
“Set in a near post-apocalyptic future, THE FP centers on two rival neon-clad gangs raging an underground turf war for dominance of Fraizer Park (“The FP”) in the deadly arena of “Beat-Beat Revelation” – a competitive dance-fight video game. THE FP is a nod to ‘80s sci-fi/action genre fare and is directed by brothers Jason and Brandon Trost (Cinematographer, CRANK 2: HIGH VOLTAGE and the upcoming GHOST RIDER 2: SPIRIT OF VENGEANCE), and Executive Produced by Jason Blum and Steven Schneider of PARANORMAL ACTIVITY and INSIDIOUS fame. A limited theatrical release for the “rare ready-made cult hit” (Moviefone) is planned for Q1 of 2012.” [Movies.com]
“Beat beat revelation” is top three entries on all my to-do lists. You can check out the trailer from SXSW below, and aside from the magnificently over-the-top production design, it has some of the finest brilliant-dumb one-liners I’ve heard since Hobo with a Shotgun, and frankly, this looks like it goes one better.
(NSFW for language and ever-so-brief nudity at the 2:10 mark)
“Ill be backing your sh*t up to the end.” “For reals?” “For reals.”
“Damn, Sno-Co! What are you for Halloween, a bitch?”
“He wasn’t expecting the unexpected! But it sure as f*ck expected him!”
“Any man can be a nigga. N, I, G, G, A. Never Ignorant at Gettin’ Goals Accomplished!”
“Dance with your mind, not your feet!”
“Now you use that sh*t, J-Trow. You be all the nigga you can be.”
And… was that a Dance Dance Revolution-inspired training montage, complete with tire jumps and a punching bag? MY. GOD. At the risk of falling into easy hyperbole, this looks like everything I have ever wanted in a movie. It’s like my eyeballs never knew their true purpose before.