Peace The Forks Out
You love Wes Anderson’s Rushmore. Of course you do. A sequel will never EVER happen, but what if there was another movie pairing Herman Blume (Bill Murray) & Rosemary Cross (Olivia Williams), but instead of them being Herman Blume & Rosemary Cross, they were FDR and Eleanor Roosevelt? What if I told you that this movie ALSO included hand jobs (but spankfully not ones given to or from Eleanor Roosevelt)? Well, that’s sorta what Roger Michell‘s Hyde Park On Hudson is, with some FDR cousin (Laura Linney) loving & royal visiting from those blokes from The King’s Speech (Bertie stuttered here by Samuel West & the not so mum Queen mum by Olivia Colman) tossed in. This movie is barely a movie, as the plot is basically whether or not the King of England will eat a hot dog or not, but this barely movie is totally watchable, cause Billy Murray as FDR getting mad action while not being able to use his legs is totally watchable. Doesn’t that sound totally watchable?
Verdictgo: low end Jeepers Worth A Peepers
Hyde seeks in NY & LA today, and elsewhere elsewhen
and until next thyme the balcony is clothed…
Moonrise Kingdom might juss be the mos Wes Andersonian Wes Anderson movie there ever was was. Instead of adults acting like kids, MK has kids (LOTS OF THEM!) acting like kids! Instead of modern folks wearing vintage threads, using out of date audiovisual equipment and reading crusty old looking books, it’s of the day folk (1965) wearing threads, using audiovisual equipment and reading new looking books that will all eventually become vintage! It’s got characters with character names that have more character than this restaurant. Names like Gadge, Lazy Eye, Nickleby, Skotak, Lionel, Roosevelt, Izod, and Redford give the Tenenbaums & Steve Zissou & Raleigh St Clair & et al a run for their precious money. It even has a ski-capped Bob Balaban as an on-screen narrator. CAN WE GET ANY MORE ANDERSONIAN THAN THAT! Oh, and it’s got kids who have absent parent figures. Oh, and Bill Murray and Jason Schwartzman are in it. Oh, and the film’s color looks like it was filmed with Instagram. Wait, did Wes Anderson invent Instagram?
So is being the mos Wes Andersonian Wes Anderson movie there ever was was a great, good or bad thing? To be perfectly honest, we have yet to make up our mind, and have already resigned ourselves to the fact that we probably need to see this flick again before delivering a real final verdict. Well, if we want to see it again, that’s gotta mean this shiz is f#$king the biz-quick, yo! Right? Well, it’s definitely not the biz-quick, but it’s certainly not the limited Darjeeling Limited neither. Moonrise Kingdom has a lot of heart, which is a wonderful quality for any movie to have (it’s what made MiB3 totally watchable!), but that heart didn’t somehow penetrate our own heart. We’re not heartless (unless we’re talking Clooney or Apatow), but we juss couldn’t give our complete love and devotion to Moonrise Kingdom. Maybe we’re still jaded with the Andersonian world, which started with Zissou, and kinda had a reprieve with his Fantastic Mr Fox, but Moonrise puts Anderson right back in Andersonland, and it feels like we’ve sorta been here, done that before
True, Wes (with writing help from Roman Coppola) has never given us a boy scout adventure, but he has taken us to an island before, treated us to amateur theater, and had kids write letters and read them aloud. Since it’s been there/done that territory, gonna briefly explain the plot in Andersonian terms: A less annoying Max Fischer (Jared Gilman) has found his Rushmore, not in the Khaki Scouts (led by scoutmaster Edward Norton), but in the eyes of a girl that reeks of young Margot Tenenbaum (Kara Hayward). Things stand in the way like un-understanding parents (Murray, Frances McDormand), but that won’t stop faux Max from carrying out his well laid out plan. (which would make Bottle Rocket‘s Dignan proud) of escaping with his beloved young Margot. (this flick reminds us of the kids in love movie Melody). Cuteness and zaniness ensues, and Bruce Willis, Harvey Keitel, and Tilda Swinton pop up, but don’t really stand out. Then the movie gets Andersonianish and so on and so forth. Roll credits
moral of the story – like we said, hard to make a final judgement without seeing it a 2nd time, but that has gotta be a somewhat good sign, since we didn’t even want to bother seeing Zissou or Darjeeling a second time. but why didn’t it hit us on the first time? have we had enuff of Andersonian stuffs? well, we could never get enuff of his 2nd to none production design, but how many times can we sit thru the same basic movie but with different vintage threads, audiovisual equipment and old crusty books? dunno, probably like 5 more times, AND THEN THAT’S IT ANDERSON!!!
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Verdictgo: Jeepers Worth A Peepers? Sum Merit But No Stinkin Badgers?
Moonrise rises today in NY/LA only, and elsewhere elsewhen
and until next thyme the balcony is clothed…