Alamo Drafthouse to screen “Bottle Rocket” at 2014 Lovely Soiree

Our pals the Reservoir Greeks have announced that the terrific folks at the Alamo Drafthouse will yet again screen Bottle Rocket at this year’s Lovely Soiree at the Bottle Rocket Motel.

This year’s soiree at the the Days Inn Hillsboro (307 SE I-35, Hillsboro, Texas) shall be celebrated on 26 July 2014. Do not book on days-inn.com. Call 254-582-3493.

From last year’s screening:

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An Oreo ad inspired by Wes Anderson

“Mel’s Mini Mini Mart” is a new ad for Oreo that really, really looks like if it were done by Wes Anderson. There is a narrator and the camera often places like in many of the iconic stills from his movies. Even the score could be in one of Wes’ movies. Don’t you agree?

 Ad executives at The Martin Agency, who copped to being Anderson fans themselves, said they didn’t purposely set out to mimic the filmmaker’s distinctive tone and tactics. They wanted to make a piece of content that felt more cinematic and less like a typical commercial for Mini Oreos, a product that hasn’t had any advertising for years.

“There were a number of influences and it’s flattering that anyone sees Wes Anderson in it,” White said, “As soon as we wrote it, we just had so much love for it.”

And I gotta admit I love it, too.

Source: Mashable (where you can watch another ads inspired by Wes)

 

Directed by Wes Anderson titles

Bottle Rocket

1

Rushmore

2

The Royal Tenenbaums

4

The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou

3

The Darjeeling Limited

5

Fantastic Mr. Fox

6

Moonrise Kingdom

7

The Grand Budapest Hotel

8

With the first movies, we thought he would be like Woody Allen, whose credits always look like the same, but then he changed. First he added an image, then changed the color and then he changed the font! If you ask me, I think he has become more elegant over the years, and you can also see that in the credits.

And by the way, tell me you can see these images and not mentally listen to the songs that play at the end of his movies.

 

The Grand Budapest Hotel and Mitteleuropa

The terrific Danusha V. Goska sent us her review of The Grand Budapest Hotel many moons ago (March 22, to be exact). We apologize for our lateness on behalf of the Grand Budapest Hotel. Please enjoy.

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My Aunt Tetka lived most of her 101 years in Bayonne, New Jersey but she never learned to speak English well at all. Who needed The New York Times, Kennedy’s inauguration speech, or William Shakespeare? Aunt Tetka could sing all one hundred verses of Slovak folksongs.

Visiting Aunt Tetka was a trip to another world, a world she took with her when she (finally!) died. There were many curtains. The air was inside her home was as thick as soup. It smelled sweet, like Uncle Strecko’s pipe smoke, and pungent, of cabbage, onions, and ham. There were sepia photographs of grim faced men with serious mustaches and
women in embroidered babushkas, oil paintings of peasant huts and high mountains, figurines of goose girls, brass ornaments incised with pagan sun symbols and a graphic crucified Christ. Aunt Tetka consumed only pastries, sprinkled with powdered sugar, served on handmade doilies. Five minutes into Wes Anderson 2014 film “The Grand Budapest Hotel,” I was weeping. Anderson took me back to Aunt Tetka.
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