Trailer Drops for How to Make a Killing: Glen Powell Plots a Blood-Soaked Inheritance Grab
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Glen Powell Goes Full Sociopath in the First Trailer for How to Make a Killing
John Patton Ford (Emily the Criminal) returns with something sharper, darker, and far more unhinged in the first official trailer for HOW TO MAKE A KILLING, a stylish comedy thriller that blends family betrayal, class warfare, and unapologetically gleeful homicide. And leading the charge is Glen Powell—deceptively charming, icy-eyed, and more cunning here than anything he’s done to date.
The setup is simple, savage, and deliciously petty: Becket Redfellow (Powell) was disowned at birth by his “obscenely wealthy” family. Now grown, broke, and fed up with being the poorest Redfellow alive, he decides he’s owed the inheritance he never got. His solution? Remove the competition. Permanently.
What follows—judging by the trailer—is a spiraling cocktail of explosions, double-crosses, “accidents,” and an escalating body count as Becket begins thinning out the family tree branch by branch.
Powell leans all the way into the role, playing Becket with a smile so bright it practically hides the violence underneath. He’s joined by an all-star cast built to play in the sandbox of chaos: Margaret Qualley, Jessica Henwick, Bill Camp, Zach Woods, Topher Grace, and Ed Harris, each seemingly caught somewhere between sharp-tongued satire and full-blown mayhem.
Ford’s tone is unmistakable. If Emily the Criminal dissected class struggle through desperation, How to Make a Killing explores it through bloodline sabotage, mistaken identities, and jet-black humor. The trailer teases misdirection, sabotage, a suspicious number of “coincidental” deaths, and a swagger born from Powell’s newfound era of Hollywood dominance.
Qualley, riding her own career high, looks perfectly paired with Powell’s manic charisma, adding a seductive unpredictability that feels crucial to the film’s twists. Their dynamic alone looks like half the fun.
This isn’t subtle commentary. It’s absurdity with teeth. It’s rich people imploding. It’s karmic return. It’s “heir today, gone tomorrow,” literally.
In theaters nationwide February 20, 2026, from 8 to 4.
Expect laughs. Expect carnage. Expect backstabbing so casual it might as well be brunch.
If the trailer’s any indication, this one’s primed to be a blackout comedy thriller with a kill list as long as its punchlines.
