» Supermarket western comedy teaser trailer shot with full spaghetti-western gravity, photorealistic, anamorphic lenses. Opening: extreme wide down a fluorescent aisle at closing time as two shoppers freeze at opposite ends, one rotisserie chicken glowing under the heat lamp exactly halfway between them; a lonely whistled theme over the hum of freezers, one loose cart wheel ticking like spurs. Cut to: dueling close-ups — narrowed eyes beneath a rain hood, fingers hovering over a coupon holster, a price gun spun and re-holstered, a bead of condensation rolling down a bottle of ranch dressing; the whistle tightens under a church-bell ding from the deli counter. Cut to: silence beat — a janitor's floor buffer drifts across the aisle between them like a tumbleweed, both duelists politely waiting for it to pass; nothing but the buffer's fading hum. Cut to: final shot — they charge carts at full gallop in over-cranked slow motion, wheels shrieking, a produce display misting in slow explosion — as the closing announcement chimes and a stock clerk calmly lifts the chicken away for the night shift, both carts colliding into a pyramid of paper towels; a triumphant mariachi trumpet collapsing into one sad slide whistle, hard cut to black on a checkout item beep. Dusty golden-hour grade forced onto fluorescent light, 35mm film grain, volumetric freezer mist, ultra-detailed, over-cranked slow-motion duel camera work with real comic timing, no text, no captions, no watermark.