Summer movie season has got me down, son. Down, like Hollywood pushed me in a shallow grave onto which every studio in town quickly shoveled whatever hype they'd manufactured to date. Suffocating, I was reincarnated as a Johnny Cash song. Stifling! Until this morning, when the French stepped up their game with 37 seconds that took the summer back -- at least until Iron Man 2 opens. But you know what? Even Tony Stark is probably no match for a psychopathic tire on a murder spree.
That appears to be what we've got in Rubber, director Quentin Dupieux's tale of, according to a translated synopsis, "a tire named Robert who, after discovering a pile of burning tires, decides to avenge his people by blowing people's head... like tires." [Sic?] Here's some more WTF-ery where that came from: "In the Californian desert, an incredulous audience attends a telepathic tire's adventures which is mysteriously attracted by a beautiful young lady. An investigation begins."
Hell, yes, an investigation begins -- starting with this teaser, which features essentially all you need to know about the tone and spectacle to follow. (A fairly graphic image gallery can be found here as well.) Dupieux's film debuts May 15 at Cannes Critics' Week; it's no Mad Cow, but in this dense blockbuster air, it'll do.
[via /film]