How much Django do you want up in your guts? How much can they handle on Christmas? Perhaps three hours or so?
Buried in dope movies this fall? I know I am. I’ve been cutting through them with my money-saber, splaying wants and desires across my bank account. If you’ve been so buried that you’ve forgotten that Django Unchained is dropping on the Day of Some People’s Lord, here is a neat reminder.
Hopefully by the time Django Unchained comes out, I’ll be finished rubbing The Master all over my soul. So delicious. So tasty. Just to remind my neglecting ass that this movie is coming fast and furiously, there hath been some character posters dropped.
Catching up on other swag that I enjoyed pre-NYCV is the Django Unchained trailer. Number two! Number two. There’s something unsettling about making a slave master so humorous, but I suppose it would not be Tarantino if he wasn’t surfing controversy.
Boom! A new sixty-second spot for Django Unchained.
Ever since the trailer for Django Unchained dropped, I’ve been riding a bulge of enthusiasm for the flick that is half-part awesome, half-part uncomfortable. Even Jonah Hill and his tired schtick couldn’t depsyche me.
This trailer is fucking awesome. Also: butts.
I cannot, cannot fucking wait for Django Unchained. Here’s some new stills culled from the recently-screened footage and other new tidbits. Christmas is gon’ be bloody around the OL parts.
I’m pretty friggin’ stoked for Django Unchained, and there isn’t much that can be done to deflate my excitement. So while two actors I am not disinclined to rub-up upon have left, I shall continue with my jittery smirks when contemplating this flick.
Hell yeah. We have our first official look at the chaps from Django Unchained, and my tits are titillated. I still can’t believe that on top of all the nerdery dropping this year we are also getting new Tarantino.