I tend to latch onto trailers like they're my mother: I have something to look forward to; I imagine what the project will be like; I practically create it in my head from bits of promotional material. Many times, if not every time, the thing doesn't live up to my expectations. Rarely, it will match it.
Everything Everywhere All At Once did neither of these things, and superseded my expectations: my trailer-obsessed, dreamlike, lonely, over-ambitious, 4-month long expectations.
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