theroyaltenenbaum

THE ROYAL TENENBAUMS | If I look out of my window I can see exactly where Margot Tenenbaum (Gwyneth Paltrow) left Raleigh St. Clair (Bill Murray) 15 years ago. The block doesn’t exactly look the same, but close enough. Like the Tenenbaums. They changed but stayed the same. Kind of like any family, really. That’s why this is my favorite Wes Anderson flick. Because even if we’re not living the same lifestyle as these privileged New Yorkers we can still find the parallels to our own families in the weirdness and eccentricities; in the strained relationships, small achievements and colossal failures; in despair, forgiveness and camaraderie; and in the inside jokes—some of which we laugh at, and some of which I truly believe are confined to the screen only to be enjoyed by the Tenenbaums themselves. This family’s been criticized of consisting of one dimensional, cookie-cutter stereotypes, but isn’t that the point? To have the brooder, the champion, the loose canon, the control freak, and other insert-personality-type-title-here characters? That’s what makes it work. That’s what allows us to imagine their situations as ours. That’s what makes it resonate.