Every Friday, Reel Projections welcomes the Cranky Copy Editor to review one trailer from an upcoming film. Take it away, CCE:

This week's trailer is for Powder Blue, which appears to have aspirations of a (ugh) Big Artistic Statement. The BAS in this case seems to be that we're all connected in mysterious, deeply meaningful ways, putting it in league with solemn snooze-fests like Crash, Babel and Magnolia. This is only guess, however, since the trailer plays like one of those mind-bending avant collages projected onto the wall of a rave club while a DJ spins ambient-techno washes that remind you just how lonely and alienated you are from the rest of humanity. But I digress…

You can practically taste the indie ennui coming off the screen, so I'll go out on a limb and predict Powder Blue will be recognized during awards season. In fact, I'm personally awarding Ray Liotta with Best Existential Crisis While Wading in the Ocean, and Forest Whitaker with Best Angsty Swan Dive off a Building While Wearing a Santa Suit. Nice two-fer, Powder Blue! Almost as nice as the film's main attraction…