You can whine about Wes Anderson being overly twee and precious all you want, if Ed Norton, Tilda Swinton, Bill Murray, Bruce Willis, Frances McDormand, and Harvey Keitel (you’re barely skating by, Schwartzman!) are all in a movie together, I’m seeing that movie, even if it’s a cripple snuff porn directed by Hitler. My smug liberal arts boner is all tumescent with soy chai for this one. I regret nothing. In the name of the father, the son, and shirtless Bill Murray holding an axe, amen.
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I don’t even know what that second clip was supposed to be. It was just a bunch of little kids dressed up in costumes. But don’t be mad, sweetie, that’s just one man’s opinion.
(*center frame*) Two characters walk into frame, interact stiffly, exit frame. Cut to quirky reaction shot. FIN.
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I wanna take this movie out for a nice seafood dinner and then give it way more than 35mm in the back of a theater after having a bit too much Kodachrome K-14.
We’re gonna keep the baby, even if that baby is born with the shaky cam like a lot of them seem to be these days. We won’t care, we’ll love it and watch it just like it was a normal movie.
Then one day when we’re old and fading I’m going to lovingly restore this movie frame by frame while listening to Elliot Smith records and put it on endless repeat as I fade into the sunset.
I’m adapting this post into a screenplay and sending it to James Franco’s agent.
After seeing Bill Murray IRL recently I think he brought those pants with him to the set. He was wearing matching flannel pajamas at a minor league baseball game in Charleston, SC.
I don’t doubt it. I saw him years ago at a Northern League playoff game when he was part owner of the Duluth-Superior Dukes. He was dressed like he’d just come from cleaning his gutters.
If someone tells me he has a cripple snuff porn directed by Hitler, the first question I ask isn’t going to be, “Does it have Bill Murray in it?”
It’s going to be, “Let me just run out for some more Orville Redenbacher’s, do you prefer Coke or Coke Zero with your popcorn?”
The smug liberal arts boner is always a crowd pleaser, but the best boner is Boner from “Growing Pains.”
Kirk Cameron disapproves.