And here I dreamt I was a soldier
I hate commercials; I try to avoid them at all costs. I also hate trailers, because even the ones for halfway decent movies now run well past the premise and into the second plot twist, which seems to defeat the entire purpose of a first act. But I do watch The Daily Show, and I don't know what flicker of color or image it was that got me to look up from my laptop and turn the sound back on, but I thought, You know, this actually looks like an interesting story. World War II America, this clever, undersized, determined kid who's been rejected by five different draft boards until a German-accented stranger offers him the chance to help the war effort in a top-secret way—so who's he going to end up with? The OSS? The SIS? Some department I've never . . .
. . . no, apparently it's Captain America.
That's the best trailer I've seen in years. I don't even care about the mythos and I might have to see this film. It could have been a straight-up historical drama until things started glowing.
. . . no, apparently it's Captain America.
That's the best trailer I've seen in years. I don't even care about the mythos and I might have to see this film. It could have been a straight-up historical drama until things started glowing.

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*I'm not over-fond of adverts myself, although once in a while I have to admit that they have a certain appeal and transcend whatever rubbish they're selling. I wish there were a venue besides advertising for the creators who put together a Polynesian, a Henry VIII expy, an ancient Roman, a 17th century Puritan, and a Viking (or at least the popular media's version of each) and sent them on a road trip. My father describes the television commercial one of the greatest American art forms of our time, but admits that this is in part because our era's television shows and mainstream films are so lacking.
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