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Fox Searchlight has debuted the first trailer for Cyrus, the latest from mumblecore auteurs Mark and Jay Duplass.  The Duplass brothers, who previously specialized in ultra-low budget films cast with relative unknowns like The Puffy Chair and Baghead, are working with an upsized budget and a major upgrade in cast notoriety on Cyrus.  John C. Reilly stars as John, a downtrodden sadsack who finds hope in a blossoming relationship with Molly, played by Marisa Tomei.  The catch?  Molly has a grown son named Cyrus, played by Jonah Hill, whose close relationship with his mother threatens the growth of her new romance.

The good news is that Reilly scores quite a few laughs in the trailer, and the Duplass brothers don't seem out of their element with the larger scale of the film.  I'm not yet sold on the portrayal of Cyrus (the bar for cinematic social awkwardness was set high this summer by Zach Galifianakis in The Hangover), but the character only had a few moments in the trailer, and may be more nuanced than can be shown in a minute or so.  Given the sadly brief screen time devoted to the always wonderful Catherine Keener, I look forward to further details on her role in the film.

Check out the trailer along with the official synopsis after the jump.  Cyrus will debut at this year's Sundance Film Festival.

For those just tuning in, here's the official synopsis:

The Duplass brothers are back with their singular knack: treating us to a tingling, irresistible experience of utter discomfort—suffused with pathos, romance, irony, and a little dollop of horror. This time they intrepidly mine Oedipal terrain to wrestle with stirring, profound questions about the obstacles to human intimacy.

Alone and acutely depressed, having just learned of his ex-wife’s wedding plans, John can’t believe his luck when he encounters beautiful, charming Molly at a party. The two get along famously and launch a passionate affair—until Molly’s 21-year-old son, Cyrus, enters the scene. Will Molly and Cyrus’s deep and idiosyncratic bond leave room for John?

Cyrus becomes a dark, poignant, sometimes hilarious war dance as Molly, Cyrus, and John walk the line between creepy and sympathetic. Each member of this awkward triangle teeters somewhere between bare honesty and furtive manipulation as he or she lets loose all manner of dysfunctionality. The excruciating, delightful fun is seeing where the boundaries ultimately land.