Teaser trailer 'Deadpool 2' online!

Alleen in de States in de bioscoop; cameo Stan Lee!

Bram de Groot 4 maart 2017 17:42 in Video
Het leek er even op dat het uitstekend ontvangen Logan een mooi extra te bieden had in de bioscoop: een teaser trailer voor Deadpool 2! Het blijkt echter dat de beelden niet in de Nederlandse bioscoop te zien zijn. Nadat er al bootleg-versies online verschenen, heeft Deadpool-hoofdrolspeler Ryan Reynolds de video online gezet. Nice!

De video draagt de titel 'No Good Deed' en Reynolds gaf een begeleidende tekst: "Wade and the other girls from the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants plan a trip to Cabot Cove." Onderstaande versie blijkt ook nog een verlengde versie, ten opzichte van de versie die in de States in de bioscopen te zien is.

In de beelden ziet Wade Wilson (Ryan Reynolds) dat er een man wordt overvallen in een steegje. Wilson rent naar een telefooncel en onder begeleiding van het Superman-themanummer van John Williams ontpopt hij zich met veel moeite tot Deadpool. Nadat we even de levende Marvel-legende Stan Lee zien, rent Deadpool in slowmo terug naar de steeg, waar Deadpool zich vermaakt met een neergeschoten man. De clip eindigt met de tekst Deadpool...coming...not soon enough in beeld.

David Leitch's Deadpool 2 verschijnt naar verwachting in maart 2018 in de bioscoop. De camera's zouden snel moeten gaan rollen. Laat je overigens niet tegenhouden om naar het zeer vermakelijke Logan te gaan! Lees uiteraard de recensie (4 sterren) van FilmTotaal.

UPDATE: Mocht je trouwens de tekst aan het einde willen lezen? Cinemablend heeft deze even uitgetypt:

The Old Man and the Sea is the story of a fight between an elderly, accomplished fisherman, Santiago, and a really big fish. Like... HUGE. The story opens with Santiago suffering eighty-four days without catching a fish because he's the unluckiest son of a bitch on planet earth. Honestly, if you were in a boat for eighty-four days, it'd be hard to NOT catch a fish... even by accident. Santiago was so unlucky that his apprentice, Manolin, was forbidden by his Ma and Pa to fish with him. But as the Fresh Prince used to say, Parents Just Don't Understand.' So the boy visits Santiago's shack anyway. Ignoring the inherent risks of unsupervised playtime with an elderly man who talks to himself. Manolin helps out, moving Santiago's fishing gear, making food and talking about baseball. Especially Joe DiMaggio; who used to bump fuzzies with Marilyn Monroe. The next day, Santiago tells Manolin that he's going way out into the Gulf Stream. WAY OUT north of Cuba. Lady luck is returning! On the eighty-fifth day of his crappy luck, Santiago drops his lines, and by noon, gets a bite from what feels like a big ass fish. He's sure it's a winner. He fights and fights and fights but can't pull the monster in. Santiago's leaky old boat is pulled by the fish for two days and nights and he holds on for dear life. Even though he's bloody and beat, Santiago begins to appreciate this might adversary. He starts calling him "brother" or maybe even "bro." It's sort of a love story if you really think about it. And like most romantic comedies, the reader pictures a delightful outfit changing montage, followed by the inevitable interspecies wedding. But on the third day, Santiago is freakin' EXHAUSTED, and decides he just wants the fish to do what he says and not always swim wherever he wants. So he stabs it. With a fucking harpoon. It's a mess. Super gross. Blood everywhere. Because, like many men his age, Santiago has difficulty expressing his emotions and fears with words instead giving in to base desires and imposing his gigantically terrible positions on any given subject through unblinking violence. Typical. Anyway, he straps the marlin to the side of his skiff and hits the road home, ready to act like a total show off to everyone and probably gouge people on the price. But guess what? Pretty soon sharks begin to attack the bleeding marlin's carcass, because as we all know, life is a tragic opera and just when you think you've finally found something good and true, sharks come along and rip it all to fucking shreds while dry humping your dignity with their crazy weird shark dicks. Sure, Santiago tries killing a few of them, but drops his harpoon because his hands are just as old as he is. By nighttime, the sharks have pretty much eaten the entire marlin. Only a bleach white skeleton remains, silently mocking him in the murky darkness. Santiago realizes he's still unlucky. REALLY unlucky. (Duh!) He calls the sharks "dream killers". Which isn't really all that fair. I mean, the sharks were just doing their job and the marlin... Jesus, don't even get me started on the marlin! It was just hanging out one day, minding its own business, maybe thinking about ways it could be a better provider for its family and WHAM! Harpoon in the brain. Who's the "dream killer" now, fuckface? The hypocrisy is pretty much boundless at this point. Eventually Santiago makes it ashore. Leaving the bones of the marlin and the boat, he hobbles to his shack. He makes it home and crashes, like I said, he's super tired. The next morning a group of fishermen gather around Santiago's boat. One measures the skeleton and, holy shit shingles! It's over 18 feet! The head of the fish is given to Pedrico (strange that this is the first mention of him) and the other fishermen ask Manolin to send their glad tidings to the old man. Manolin brings Santiago newspapers and coffee when he wakes and they decide to fish together again. Many years later, there's a Red Lobster Restaurant in nearly every city in America, offering a casual dining experience and convenient parking.