To cast it as a zany madcap adventure of misfits, like the kids from the poor soon-to-be-repossessed camp who band together to raise the money and beat the snobby rich kids:
It may just be crazy enough to work...
To rename it as a Hegelian James Bond film:
The Cunning of Unreason.
As a Rambo-esque tale of the lone soldier entering enemy territory with an arsenal of pointy beards, terrifying German expressionist camera angles, and a body wracked by its function as the nodal tension site of a state being birthed through blood, iron, and betrayal:
They won't be expecting just one man.
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