My Private Screening with Pauline Kael — by Wes Anderson (via thisrecording)
“Her Parkinson’s makes it difficult for her to write. That’s why she quit The New Yorker. I asked her if she’d ever dictated a review, and she said, ‘I think I wrote more with my hand than with my brain.’ She said she would never write again.” — Wes Anderson
I find the piece rather moving, I must say.
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Fantastic Mr Fox (2009) by Wes Anderson
Not once, since Rushmore, has my loyalty to Wes Anderson wavered. And while I could see my peers starting to lose interest with The Life Aquatic and then The Darjeeling Limited, my devotion remained intact and I never failed to come out of the cinema with a big grin across my face.
I did however feel a tiny hint of doubt and apprehension about Fantastic Mr Fox as I bought my ticket earlier today. I’m not sure why; it could be that I feared this one would mark the beginning of a new phase of Streep fatigue or that I wasn’t sure if Clooney’s cocky fox would annoy me. Plus, really, Chicken Run had always felt like cold turkey to me, which I took as a bad sign…
Well, I needn’t have worried. This film is tons of fun. Fun fun fun all around. And everybody’s great in it, with Clooney, Streep and Schwartzman leading a pack of super furry animals. And that’s really all there is to say about this. As a sidenote, I was glad to see chicken relegated to mere extras whose sole purpose was to get strangled, plucked and eaten.
Wes Anderson’s Fantastic Mr Fox trailer (via nedhepburn)
The trailer feels a bit long, giving me the impression that all the funny lines of the movie have been crammed in those 2.30 mins. But whatever, it does look fun, it’s got a great cast (Meryl Streep’s voice sounds great there), and as far I’m concerned, Wes Anderson can do no wrong.
Nico’s “These Days” juxtaposed to Paltrow’s entrance in slo mo is pure cinematic perfection.
Max Fischer…My role model and the future (and very fictional) president of the United States.
Also, he saved Latin.
