Those who know the book will see things in this trailer that Cormac McCarthy never explicitly described. It’s my understanding, from the feature article in Esquire we posted a few days ago, that the movie doesn’t show them either. So before we judge how faithful the film will be to the novel, please read this retroactive/preemptive explanation:
Bob Weinstein rolls those trailers, each one assumes the predictable arc of a story compressed to its essence. There is a speed to them that the actual movie ‚Äî which I saw before seeing the trailers ‚Äî does not possess or seek to possess, an urgency that feels manufactured. The music is pulse-pounding and urgent, driven to create absurd expectations of action in a movie that quietly elicits worry about the relative friability of the invisible paths that exist between people and what they need. Still, every utterance, every cry for help or hand clasped across the mouth of the boy to suppress a sob, is a fair-enough emanation from the heart of the movie.
The odd thing is, the start of each trailer includes glimpses of a storm, panicky news footage, little puzzle pieces of the world before it ended. No one ‚Äî not the director or the myriad producers, not the novelist or the screenwriter ‚Äî had ever even hinted at how it happened, until this.