The groaning static of an echo long lost ushers in Kyle Cooper and Imaginary Forces' gracefully gelid title sequence to Lawrence Kasdan's 2003 flop, Dreamcatcher. And while the film itself might be shambolic, baffling – alright, downright crummy – one thing is clear: this sequence is about tone. As we descend into a steely, ticking beat and a constellation of synthesizer notes tinkles along, elaborate webs of sinew, frosted feathers, and snow-capped mountain ranges fuse and tessellate, finally resolving into unswerving emptiness, into tundra. Chilled to the marrow by this expertly crafted farrago of natural wonders, we are nowhere near prepared to experience Morgan Freeman call every man in sight “Bucko.”