Do you ever find yourself thinking, “Gosh, that Greg Kinnear is a singular talent. I sure wish there were more film roles that emphasized his charming trademark befuddlement as well as his comedic chops!” Do you also find yourself, more often than not, in total ignorance of Billy Crudup‘s entire dramatic career outside of the Danesgate scandal? Then Thin Ice just might be tailor made to your interests. A cozy tale of blackmail and violin theft, not only does Thin Ice seem to be a subtle reworking of Fargo sprung from the pen of Jill Sprecher, it’s also her first directorial effort since 2001’s acclaimed Thirteen Conversations About One Thing. What has she been doing in the interim, one might ask? Producing HBO’s wildly popular polygamous drama Big Love. The only natural choice, after the close of BL‘s final season, had to be to revert to making a madcap murder comedy starring a slew of unlikely co-stars–the brilliant Alan Arkin–a Sprecher film staple–among them. 2011-2012 seems to be rapidly turning into the year of weird choices for prestigious directors. All we want to know is, where is John Turturro in all this?
Probably busy doing his shift at the co-op.