Does Hollywood think nobody will pay to see movie adaptations of contemporary novels if Tom Hanks isn't somehow involved? Just moments after I'd come to terms with his and Sandra Bullock's casting in Jonathan Safran Foer's Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, word comes that Hanks will star in David Mitchell's time-jumping Cloud Atlas as Dr. Henry Goose.
The movie will be co-directed by both the Wachowski siblings of The Matrix and Run Lola Run's Tom Tykwer, which is fine. Great, actually. But Hanks? I guess that's cool, though I'm a bit wary of his sudden literary streak. I swear, if he shows up as Walter Berglund in an screen version of Jonathan Franzen's Freedom, I just don't know what I'll do. Also, please tell me I'm not the only person who's already mentally cast everybody in that book.