I’ve never thought much of Wes Anderson’s films. They always struck me as eccentric but tepid — films that took on emotional subjects in cute tones that avoided any actual emotional engagement.
Moonrise Kingdom is different. It celebrates an anti-cynical view of romance in emotionally convincing terms. It’s a period film, set in 1965, and it’s conveyed in a cute deadpan style, but its heart is with its innocent lovers absolutely — so absolutely that it achieves more than a few moments of genuine poetry.
Anderson has finally found a tale in which he can reconcile his hipster hauteur with his romantic inclinations, and the result transcends hipsterdom entirely. This is probably as close as a cool modern filmmaker can get to genuine romance, but it gets very close indeed.
Is it possible to imagine a contemporary movie romance like this between lovers who are older than twelve? It would be nice to think so, but I’m not holding my breath . . .
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