Fantastic Mr. Fox

Last wednesday, I finally took my friend Robato-san to see Fantastic Mr. Fox. I get free tickets, and it had been a while since I had seen a movie in theaters. I'm so busy all the time that I rarely get to see movies, event though I work at a theater.

Fantastic Mr. Fox was, as I'm sure every movie critic has described, fantastic. Based off the Roald Dahl book, Wes Anderson took the story of a fox who moves into a house next door to some very mean men who do not want him there and transformed it into its film formatt. Filled with dry humor, both polite and modern humor, Fantastic Mr. Fox does what most children films had been lacking, substance. Pixar had been picking up the slack for a while with movies like UP and Ratatouille focusing on characters and their flaws and how the overcome them. Mr. Fox does it with class. In the film, they touh on existentialism, what it means to be a human or a fox, what it means to sacrifice and give a part of one's self, and what community means, what growing up means.

I appreciate this film for it's rounded, sanded nature, and I also appreciated it because it effing fantastic.