Sam: ”I love you… but you have no idea what you’re talking about.
Suzy: “…I love you too”
Wes Anderson doesn’t give a damn about what anyone thinks. Quite the broad statement, I know, and probably a very incorrect one (I imagine him lying awake, staring up at the ceiling fan, texting Roman Coppala his worried thought, only for Roman to reply that this kind of anxiety is exactly the reason he hasn’t directed a feature film since CQ…), but the man shows no evidence of taking into account any criticism of his heavy handed style…
Gawd bless ‘em for it. Moonrise Kingdom was the bees knees. Straight up. It features the purest young love depicted in recent cinematic history (young and pure being debatable… I mean, it’s what you get when the serious words and feelings of adults coming out of the mush-mouths of 11 year olds…) and every single vignette made me laugh. At one point I got so caught up in the movie that a scene caught me so off guard I audibly reacted at the screen as though I was in my own living room, only to become instantly self aware and slink into my seat. It’s that good.
I always get inspired after a good Wes Anderson movie, though it rarely holds (See: me 2 hours later, in my apartment, in my boxers, in my bed tumbling about it instead of writing.) (Actually, don’t See: any of that. A little too creepy for my taste.) (“The Reblog is coming from inside the house!”)
I’ll just put these fun Anderson-ian links here, just in case I or anyone else would like a lil inspiration: