(This observation should’ve been already made, so I take no credit, or admit to no plagiarism.)
Quirkiness in a bubble isn’t quirky. It’s conventional.
(This observation should’ve been already made, so I take no credit, or admit to no plagiarism.)
Quirkiness in a bubble isn’t quirky. It’s conventional.
Keep thinking about this. I feel like you could be close to some deep insight about your own contrarianism.
Perhaps. I love Bottle Rocket and Rushmore and like Royal Tennenbaums but everything since then has been a bit too precious. I’m many things, but not precious.
Even the Coen brothers fail about 50% of the time, and they have real talent. Anderson keeps hoping that by throwing paint on the wall, a picture will emerge, but it doesn’t. He is no different than a monkey with a typewriter.
Saw this movie the other night and completely agree with your assessment. This article in Slate appears to point the way toward’s a reason for the success of the earlier films and the subsequent move towards “preciousness.”
http://www.slate.com/articles/arts/dvdextras/2005/07/the_o_factor.html