I'm beginning to really hate movie posters. There was a time when they could elicit excitement. Even something as simple as a few words and a vague image could tease at what's to come. Of course, the rise of movie blogging has made such mysterious anticipation a thing of the past, but there's another thing that's killed the world of poster anticipation -- airbrushing. It's not just a technique to remove a pimple or errant wrinkle, or a way to make an actor look a little more polished. These days, the poster world is obsessed with making the most inhuman visages possible.

Sick of plastic-looking skin and people awkwardly and terribly edited together from different pictures -- and antsy for some artistry like the good ol' days -- I'm completely enamored with the Spanish poster for Woody Allen's latest, You Will Meet a Tall Dark Stranger.