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In Moonrise Kingdom, Watercolors Run Dry (thepoliticker.observer)

Hayward and Gilman in_ Moonrise Kingdom_. Preceded by bewildering blogs and Tweets (and even a few genuine reviews) from Cannes (“A Tender Triumph!” “Glows in the Darkness!” “Ode to _Arrested Development_!”), Wes Anderson’s _Moonrise Kingdom _is juvenile gibberish about two 12-year-olds who get married in a Boy Scout camp that is too sexually outrageous for the preteen age group it portrays and too tween for grown-ups. Like all Wes Anderson movies, it is naïve, mannered, pretentious and incomprehensible. He co-wrote it with Roman Coppola (yikes! another Coppola!). Together they were responsible for _The Darjeeling Limited, _one of the worst movies of all time. This one is neither as contrived as _The Royal Tenenbaums _nor as moronic as _The Darjeeling Limited, _but its boredom quotient is still stuck in the same unbroken wave of dubious tedium Mr. Anderson is famous for. (It also features another Coppola, the creepy Jason Schwartzman.) What is it with this guy and his awful movies masquerading as “original ideas” that turns otherwise sensible critics into slobbering groupies? Set in 1965 at the dawn of the alleged sexual revolution, this frivolous, wafer-thin fable takes place on an island called Penzance with Gilbert and Sullivan ...

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Dexter Gordon – Gingerbread Boy (Live 1973)