31/50 with Wes Anderson

There is a story, here, I’m sure of it.  Look at Jason Schwartzman’s clear-eyed, obviously false innocence?  He’s ready to face whatever’s coming.  Wes clearly has reservations; is almost certain, in fact, that that may be the lady whom they accidentally snubbed last night OH GOD SHE’S COMING OVER, DUCK, SHIT, ASS.  Meanwhile, Brody has almost certainly lost a wager of some kind, which involved both spraypainting his suit jacket and drinking jagerbombs.  If he falls asleep before the other two, they have permission to defile his perfect skin, and as he grasps the final strands of consciousness, he will whimper: “Not the face…”

31/50 with Wes Anderson

There is a story, here, I’m sure of it.  Look at Jason Schwartzman’s clear-eyed, obviously false innocence?  He’s ready to face whatever’s coming.  Wes clearly has reservations; is almost certain, in fact, that that may be the lady whom they accidentally snubbed last night OH GOD SHE’S COMING OVER, DUCK, SHIT, ASS.  Meanwhile, Brody has almost certainly lost a wager of some kind, which involved both spraypainting his suit jacket and drinking jagerbombs.  If he falls asleep before the other two, they have permission to defile his perfect skin, and as he grasps the final strands of consciousness, he will whimper: “Not the face…”

(via solaceandsolitude)