That’s the bothersome thing about today’s heavily shop’d posters: they give even a spectacular image like this that unreal sheen of a pasted together composite. I don’t need my space catastrophes looking like Beyonce’s thighs on the cover of Cosmo, you know?
But still, a very very sweet poster. I particularly like that it’s brighter and more explicit about the imagery in the film, but maintains the ominous “these people are fucked” tone. Good stuff.
June 6th. We’re so close guys. Here’s the official site to tinker with if you need to dispose of that day-old erection.
via First Showing