Wes Anderson's best film to date, mostly because we do not have to sit through 'humor,' which is characterized by dead-pan and zombiesque actors. I have a feeling that Anderson wants to be the new Bresson, in his style of directing actors. Or maybe he's just a bad director and he should stick to writing. Oh, I can already hear you: "Dude, 'Bottle Rockets' is awesome!" or "'Rushmore' is totally rad!"
No, they're not.
They're amusing, vaguely quirky and visually pleasing (okay, that contradicts what I said before). If humor is defined as actors never smiling, then okay: these films are hilarious. His best one, before Mr. Fox, was "The Royal Tennenbaums." Because of the soundtrack and because of Danny Glover and Gene Hackman. And the story is interesting and original.
Let's not talk about "The Life Aquatic," or I might get an aneurysm.
So, Mr. Fox is animated, it's charming and cute and funny. The story is not pretentious, nor complicated. It just is. With no pretense. And that's a good and rare thing with this director.
Then again, a stop-animated film. That's like... So cool! Look at me: I'm so cool I'm doing stop-animation with George Clooney!
Hmm... so there's no escaping it: Wes Anderson is pretentious. The fact that he tries so hard to pretend he's not pretentious but genuinely cool makes him mega-pretentious, yes. He's the ultimate hipster director. And hipsters being hipsters, they probably have to say they hate him, but deep down you know they love him.
I hate hipsters so very much.
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