We finally watched The Royal Tenenbaums last night. I am completely in love with Wes Anderson’s movies, just like every other hipster in the known universe. Not that I’m a hipster or anything. I mean, I have a child. And I own a pair of Keds.
Be that as it may, there’s just something about the way he styles his movies that really appeals to me. I love all the title shots that segment the movie, how he breaks everything into chapters. For those of us with patently short attention spans, it works very well.
I must admit that I didn’t enjoy it as much as Rushmore, however. It just didn’t have that uplifting-the-world-is-my-oyster-kinda quality about it. I dunno. It was kinda weird, the Elliot Smith song stuck in the middle of all those oldies.
Here’s the photo I promised a couple of days ago…
Can you stand it? He is totally as much fun as he looks.
Sometimes I just look at him and am amazed all over again at how big he is getting. He just walks around all over the place (a lot faster than you would imagine too!), squats down to pick something up, stands back up, comes running to you, arms outstretched, grinning. He makes me feel like no matter what else I do in this life, I’ve done at least one thing right.