Wooooooooo, Wes Anderson's new movie, The Darjeeling Limited, opens tomorrow. I am excited! I enjoy Wes's work quite a bit, so much that Diddy and I once took an impromptu tour of locations from Bottle Rocket. Remember the freezer inside the cold storage place where Kumar was hiding? Yeah, we were there.
In the spirit of the opening, I thought I'd do a quick overview of Wes's prior movies, likening them to breakfast foods.
Bottle Rocket : bacon and eggs. Bacon and eggs is a staple; it consistently makes me happy, it's hard to mess it up, and it's always a nice surprise when I've been trying stranger breakfast foods for a while. Bottle Rocket fits all three criteria, with the added bonus of killer jumpsuits.
Rushmore : cinnamon toast. One summer when I got my first apartment, I ate cinnamon toast for breakfast every day. The reason I stopped was not because I got sick of the taste, but because I ran out of cinnamon. This is a particularly good analogy for Rushmore because during my freshmen year of college, Comedy Central had Rushmore in an endless loop and I probably watched it twice a week with my wallmates. I still watch it whenever I come across it on TV.
The Royal Tenenbaums : the world's greatest omelette. Who among us could eat the world's greatest omelette and not go a little kooky with happiness? I expect the exact same results from one serving of the Royal Tenenbaums. I'd like to adopt Gene Hackman from this movie.
The Life Aquatic : incredibly elaborate French toast. I'm not always in the mood for French toast, but if it's a fancy variation with lots of crap sprinkled on it, I must salute the craftsmanship. Similarly, I don't watch the Life Aquatic that much because it's not quite as enjoyable as the other movies, but I do recognize the artistry on the screen.
The Darjeeling Limited: mystery breakfast pie, stolen from Sasquatch's house through the use of a secret government invisibility ray. I only say this because I haven't yet seen it.
I'll fix this over the weekend, and I'll give you a full report on Monday. That is, unless a mule kicks me in the head and I lose all capacity for breakfast food similes.
Posted by Cody at October 11, 2007 7:50 PM