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26 Oct 09
rebeccalando:

movieoftheday:

The Darjeeling Limited, 2007. Starring Owen Wilson, Adrien Brody, Jason Schwartzman, Anjelica Huston. (Director: Wes Anderson)—In the wake of their father’s death, three brothers (Brody, Wilson and Schwartzman) embark on a steam-engine journey across India aboard the Darjeeling Limited and attempt to reconnect after years of physical and emotional distance. The trip also opens up old wounds and proves that the base instincts of sibling rivalry can never be completely erased. Natalie Portman and Anjelica Huston co-star in this Wes Anderson dramedy.

Stops being good after this poster.

I would be remiss to not echo a balls-tightening hatred for this insipid film no doubt exacerbated by my general adoration of Wes Anderson.  Among its many unpardonable crimes is the insufficiently brilliant art-within-the-art dissonance posed by Schwartzman’s character’s gobsmackingly bad short fiction.  It could be Anderson intended these stories to be tone deaf, but in this alleged universe their deadpan hackery is responded to as truly meaningful rather than transparently false.

rebeccalando:

movieoftheday:

The Darjeeling Limited, 2007. Starring Owen Wilson, Adrien Brody, Jason Schwartzman, Anjelica Huston. (Director: Wes Anderson)



In the wake of their father’s death, three brothers (Brody, Wilson and Schwartzman) embark on a steam-engine journey across India aboard the Darjeeling Limited and attempt to reconnect after years of physical and emotional distance. The trip also opens up old wounds and proves that the base instincts of sibling rivalry can never be completely erased. Natalie Portman and Anjelica Huston co-star in this Wes Anderson dramedy.

Stops being good after this poster.

I would be remiss to not echo a balls-tightening hatred for this insipid film no doubt exacerbated by my general adoration of Wes Anderson.  Among its many unpardonable crimes is the insufficiently brilliant art-within-the-art dissonance posed by Schwartzman’s character’s gobsmackingly bad short fiction.  It could be Anderson intended these stories to be tone deaf, but in this alleged universe their deadpan hackery is responded to as truly meaningful rather than transparently false.


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