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Would I want to be inducted into this particular order of nobility? Not especially, actually.
I mean, I suppose that they were all just too damn talented, or something.... One might almost ask Lady Chekhov here-- or any of them, actually-- if you're so damn clever, then why can't you figure out how to be happy.
And, although I see how often allusion is the better part of illusion, but.... Incidentally, Wittgenstein-- for all his similarity to these people-- would have despised them, I think.... And so might many other people-- more than we might assume, maybe?-- who also have been made to learn a little too well what it's like to actually grow up in this sort of family, or.... Other community.
Isn't it odd? What we come to envy is worth so little, in the end.
*shrugs* Although the flick itself is decent, I guess.
(I mean, does anybody watch these Royal Tenenbaums and say, Oh sure, that's just what I want my family to look like....
No, no.
And that's why it's funny; you gotta pull laughter from the pain, you know.)
{P.S.-- BTW, Wes Anderson's thing is, I suppose, comedy, but that's just the thing-- instead of just being allowed to have fun, comedy often has to make room for the problems that no-one else will take aboard. (Related: the pregnant teen couple is going to end up on the cover of the 'low-brow' magazine, while the readers of 'high-brow' magazines muse upon what oil will look like once we build the Starship Enterprise; if there are about forty teen couples who line up all at once, the newsmag might deign to give them about a fortieth of the space that the popular, general interest mag does.... for one.) I mean, if it's about a war, political nonsense, or a serial killer-- I mean, is *just one* murder really enough? perhaps for a very *light* drama, but for something *serious*....-- then the dramatists will take it, but if it's anything else-- your lousy parents, for example-- then it's left to the comedians like Wes here. And, in general, and unless I'm totally out of my mind, I think that drama is basically valued more than comedy, although-- yes, cliche-- that is changing, and the situation is rather different now than it was even, say, ten years ago.... Much less compared to how it was back when D. W. Griffith decided to try to make himself the new Tolstoy or whatever way back in the 1910s and 20s....
And I realize that this could be seen as too long, but.... Yeah, basically, I guess that I just like Wes Anderson, and, I don't know, 'people like us', better than all that other nonsense!}
{P. P. S. And, you know, the thing is.... That after a long series of improbable events, your house will explode: unless you ditch cable, and upgrade to DirectTV. ;) }
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