I haven’t really had the opportunity to watch a Wes Anderson film until this one. The Royal Tenenbaums has the texture of a film that is unusually neat for a comedy. Needless to say, this comedy comes with class. Vivid and pastel colors were backdropped in a tanned atmosphere of wood varnish while the characters blurt out witty lines makes the Royal Tenenbaums a comedy flick worthy of a tuxedo.
There is a palpable sense of perfection in how Anderson could have directed this film. With a cast lead by Gene Hackman and with the likes of Danny Glover and Bill Murray, Anderson and Owen Wilson’s screenplay may have restricted some leg space from each character’s potentials but never their presence.
The film thrives in the story’s rich source of conflicts arising from a troubled American family and how each one of them presents themselves with unusual style and deadpan flair. There’s Ben Stiller who has nothing to wear but bright Adidas track suits or Luke Wilson who seems to treat all spaces of the earth as if it’s a tennis lawn.
And just as we’re taking things here a little bit seriously, there goes the choice of soundtrack that jabs us audience as if to remind that there is something immature residing in the picture. Just great pacing and mixture of sincerity without letting the novelty slip off.