Friday, March 23, 2012
Wes Anderson's Stop Motion Ad For Sony Brings An 8 Year Old's Vision To Life
[via cinembblend]- What we [have is] the vision of eight-year-old Jake Ryan which was, unsurprisingly, a perfect match for Anderson's oeuvre, again highlighting the childlike voice behind the director's sense of humor, attention to detail, beautiful tableau compositions and imaginative retro-designs.
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That's pretty darn cool. I still don't understand how it is that boys can - seemingly without will or instruction - figure out how to make the perfect robot/rocket/explosion noises. How is it that no one has ever done a study on this subject?
Wes Anderson can be so charmingly brilliant when he's not pointing a camera at actors (through a yellow filter). Whenever he spares me from actually looking at Owen Wilson or Bill Murray behaving fatuously (while somebody's holding a conch shell, a raccoon tail, a lava lamp, or some other "precious" prop) and everyone's standing around in some store-window tableau, it's all good.
That was adorable. I want the phone with little robots inside it, too.
As to your question, DCD, our own sister Jules put forth a theory many years ago. It's rather intuitive, which is probably why I remember it: boys get the toys that demand cool sound effects from early on, girls get non-rocket-firing, non-robot toys like dolls and stuff. So they learn the sound effect of pouring tea.
Quick everybody, what's your favorite Wes Anderson flick?
(Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou for me.)
Rushmore was pretty good. The stop-motion one (the name of which escapes me) was also pretty good, although not as good as Rushmore (and both of them were pretty soggy and overcooked, not holding up in retrospect). I've only seen one other and I strongly disliked it (enough to make me not want to see any more).
Rushmore did have some great moments, and a nice sensitivity and delicacy (when it wasn't overly precious). Once the headmaster got involved, I began to lose interest.
The kid reading the David Halbersam book was funny, and I liked the Vietnam play. In general, Rushmore had a pleasing relationship to reality that Anderson seems to have systematically abandoned. (I don't mean "reality" as opposed to "fantasy" or "surrealism" in the Gilliam or Lynch fashion; I mean "reality" as opposed to solipsism.)
I tried to think of something that I really liked that I would describe as "adorable" and came up with A Hard Day's Night.
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