Lynne Ramsay’s Cannes hit “We Need to Talk About Kevin” has found a home, and an awards trajectory is in place. The press release, in part:
May 23, 2011 Oscilloscope Laboratories announced today the company has acquired from Luc Roeg’s Independent Film Company North American distribution rights of the critically acclaimed and much talked about 2011 Cannes Film Festival competition entry WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT KEVIN, the highly-anticipated third feature from director Lynne Ramsay (RATCATCHER and MORVERN CALLAR). Oscilloscope will release WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT KEVIN theatrically this Winter, accompanied by an awards campaign.
A suspenseful and psychologically gripping exploration into a parent dealing with her child doing the unthinkable, WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT KEVIN is told from the perspective of Eva, played by Tilda Swinton in a tour-de-force performance.
Adam Yauch, head of Oscilloscope Laboratories said: “We are honored to be working with Lynne, Tilda, John, and Ezra to release this masterpiece– the most intense thriller I’ve seen since Polanski’s ROSEMARY¹S BABY. I was on the edge of my seat throughout and it was clear I was in the capable hands of a master filmmaker, who I’m now proud to see join all our other great filmmakers as a member of the O-Scope family.”
[Photo: Oscilloscope Laboratories]
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