Last weekend, we were lucky enough to catch an advance screening of Wes Anderson’s latest opus, The Grand Budapest Hotel, due to hit theaters next Friday.
Stylistically, it was awesome—which came as no surprise, given the director’s personal track record of impeccable style. But there was one distinctly Andersonian quirk that stood out most this go-round: the facial hair. Period-accurate to a tee, the film is littered with triumphant upper-lip ticklers that would put most Brooklynites’ to shame, including a particularly impressive Chester A. Arthur–like situation on one Mr. Bill Murray. But you don’t have to take our word for it, because we’ve rounded up some stills for you ahead of the release.
Yesterday, we sat down with writer and director Roman Coppola to talk about his new film, A Glimpse Inside the Mind of Charles Swan III. This morning, he was nominated for an Oscar as a writer for the screenplay of Moonrise Kingdom, one of his many collaborations with Wes Anderson. Coincidence?
Wes Anderson leaves no detail underdone.
To that end, Criterion recently culled his magnum opus on a family of eccentrics in turmoil, The Royal Tenenbaums, for each character’s literary legacy. They’ve found everything from a book of plays by Margot, to Eli Cash’s Old Custer, to the front-page news of Richie’s mid-tennis-match meltdown. And in typical Andersonian fashion, they’re thoughtfully designed Easter eggs worth a closer look.
The new trailer for the hotly anticipated Baz Lurhmann remake of The Great Gatsby has been tearing up the Internet today—yes, we’ve got it here—and the flashing scenes of bow ties, tweed and tossed silk shirts (they’re such beautiful shirts) read like the exclamation point on an already stylish lineup of movies for the year.
For whatever reason, we’ve noticed a steep uptick in stylish movies for 2012, and we’re looking forward to watching it all play out—beginning with Moonrise Kingdom’s fastidiously dressed-up quirkiness hitting theaters this weekend. Bond promises to make a good showing, Batman’s bound to have a tuxedo up his sleeve, Gosling’s back in Gangster Squad, we’re hearing good things about The Master, and even this week’s Anchorman 2 teaser has got our leisure-suit interests piqued. We like what we see, and we’d like to keep seeing more. (Stay classy, film industry.)
Cannes opened its annual week of pomp and circumstance with a screening of Moonrise Kingdom. And it was as if everything fell into place perfectly. The calculated whimsy, pitch-perfect weather, Bill Murray acting a fool while Wes Anderson et al watched in bemused exasperation. And it all captured the essence of what Cannes is: beautiful people, dressing well, having fun. They nailed it. All of ’em. Together. Joe Cool Willis cracking a smile, Murray being the wily old codger he is, juxtaposed with the buttoned-up Anderson, and to finish: a surprisingly stylish Norton (he really ties the room together). Way to set the tone for the week to come, fellas. Bravo.
The new cinematic posters for Wes Anderson’s forthcoming opus, Moonrise Kingdom, have been circling the Internet today—sprinkled from site to site for whatever cross-promotional reasons—and we liked them so much that we took it upon ourselves to hunt for all seven of them. (And hit pay dirt here.) A neat trick is that each picture can be clicked for more detail—essentially making the posters miniature Wes Andersonian cross sections.
Consider this fulfilling your weekly allowance of quirkiness.
In a business that judges impoliteness pretty harshly, we’re kind of amazed Vincent Gallo hasn’t been run out of town yet. But we’re glad because it means that from time to time, we get to hear batshit rants like this.
Over the course of 39 minutes, Mr. Gallo manages to mortally insult Steven Soderbergh, Martin Scorcese, Wes Anderson, Abel Ferrera, Spike Jonze, Sofia Coppola, Francis Ford Coppola, Eric Roberts, Dennis Hopper, Honda, and the Directors Guild of America. To be honest, it’s pretty rough going—and decidedly ungentlemanly throughout—but it should be a cautionary tale of what an out-of-control ego can make you sound like.
A word to the wise: If you find yourself trash-talking the director of The Godfather—who, coincidentally, gave you your most recent starring role—you may want to reconsider yourself as a human being.
On the plus side, he has nothing but nice things to say about Mickey Rourke.
We’d rank Fantastic Mr. Fox as easily the best-dressed film of the year, but it looks like the academy is going to let this one slide. Unfortunately for the corduroy lovers of the world, Wes Anderson handled all the designs himself, so there’s no official costume designer for the movie and an Oscar nod is off the table. It’s the first time we’ve seen them penalize a director for being an auteur, but there’s always next time. Maybe he can nab a special achievement in back-split suits?
Wes Anderson can usually be counted on for a pretty impeccable sense of filmic style, but dressing melancholic sea captains is one thing, and dressing stop-motion foxes is quite another. Fortunately, he seems to be up to the task.
His latest, Fantastic Mr. Fox, hits theaters tomorrow, and in honor of today’s national holiday, it’s only fitting that we point out the title character’s impeccable corduroy suit. As far as we’re concerned, it’s the real star of the movie. Granted, the fit could be a little bit better—that can happen when the garment in question splits at the back—but it might be the perfect sartorial choice for the movie’s offbeat style.
And since the suit’s only a few inches tall, it means the mini-costume designer tracked down some truly tiny wales. Well played, Wes.
Pajama-inspired lines are just starting to blossom into trendiness, but it’s always nice to see one take things in a different direction.
American Viceroy is a new line with the sleepwear-inspired tagline “Made for Daydreaming.” It’s hard to come up with a better slogan for daytime pajamas, but they’re more interested in Wes Anderson-style youth culture than Schnabel-esque scene-making. The references are all pitch-perfect—J. D. Salinger, Cat Stevens, Pavement—and it doesn’t hurt that they’re drawing on real tailoring prowess for the deceptively simple outfits. One caption proclaims, “we got in fist-fights to make sure that shirttail was right.”
Don’t worry, boys. It shows.
*Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.*
We’ve always been reasonably amused by Sean Lennon. We can’t recall actually listening to any of his music, but he managed to avoid being too overtly annoying in a way that would be all too easy for one of his parentage. And hey, having Yoko for a mom is no picnic. If anything, old Sean has erred on the side of boring, but once in a while he trots out a new female friend to spice things up a bit.
A table is a fairly simple object—often just a board with legs—so it’s nice when the parts have a story to them. This Darjeeling Table from CB2 takes the current yen for reclaimed wood a few steps farther, sourcing its saal wood from Indian railroad cars. (Yes, Mr. Anderson, the same as in the movie.)
Combining vintage materials with modern construction is a good idea, and only a few pull it off this well. Here’s hoping they don’t run out of railroad cars.
Part of the genius of the internet is that almost any idea can find a home there, even ideas that seem best suited to stand-up routines and Wes Anderson movies.
For instance, The Toaster Museum.
When we first heard about this, we were understandably skeptical, but the overall effect is something like stumbling into the garage of an obsessed collector. The model above is from Munich circa the 1920s but others include the first stripped-down General Electric models or the obscenely flowery items marketed to 50s-era housewives. The high ticket models can go for up to six grand on eBay, so we hope there’s an alarm system.
*Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.*
Waris Ahluwalia is much more than just the cool Indian guy in the Wes Anderson movies; he’s also a jewelry designer and one of the best-dressed men in town, though people tend to focus on the turban and not his threads.
The other night a Purple magazine Fashion Week party at Paul Sevigny‘s crypto-swank Beatrice Inn, his favorite haunt, Waris bowled us over in a bespoke brown, green and burgundy flecked herringbone wool tweed suit with a forest green wool waistcoat and a crimson knitted wool tie: a perfectly balanced and seasonal palette that’s as warming to look upon as it must be to wear.
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