Every time he drops a new film, we collectively say the same thing: nobody makes a movie like Wes Anderson.
Asteroid City is yet another example of why he’s the kind of filmmaker who people on social media create tailored visual memes around. You must have seen them – other actors, films and franchises drawn in the unique, face on, static visual style Anderson employs. They’re charming if somewhat base. They suggest crafting the palette he deploys is easy, or at least that AI can provide the same kind of confection, when the truth is anything but.
Nobody makes films like Anderson because he lives in a different world to us. One in which colour and space operate on an alternate, at points meta-fictional level. The worlds he creates are picturesque confections underwritten by varying emotions, be they melancholy, hope, memory and often childhood experience. In that sense, Asteroid City is a very Wes Anderson film.
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