Hello? Hi. I'm on my way from the airport, and the front desk won't get me your room number. What's your room number? 403. See you in half an hour. - Wait a second. -What? - Where are you? -I'm here. I didn't say you could come here. Can I come there? Okay. I'll see you in half an hour. What's this music? Thank you. How'd you find me? It wasn't actually that hard. Are you gonna take a bath? It's for you. Who cut your hair? Barbara in the lobby. What the fuck is going on? How long have you been at this hotel now? I don't know. More than a week? More than a week. More than a month? More than a month. How much does it cost? I think around 750 million euros or something. How long are you gonna stay? How long are you gonna stay? I'm leaving tomorrow morning. Don't you think it's time for you to go home? Probably. Are you running away from me? I thought I already did. Would you order me a bloody mary, please? Two bloody marys, please. Have you slept with anyone? No. Have you? No. That was a long pause. - I guess it doesn't really matter. -No,it doesn't. You got bruises on your body. What ever happens in the end, I don't wanna lose you as my friend. I promise, I will never be your friend. No matter what – ever. If we fuck I'm gonna feel like shit tomorrow. That's okay with me. I love you. I never hurt you on purpose. I don't care. Wanna see my view of Paris? Okay.
I am in love with Wes Anderson’s movies. He’s one of the most hyped directors/producers/screenwriters on the “alt movie scene”, but I think he’s one of the few artists truly worthy of the buzz. There’s something about the way his films depict the dynamics of human relations that just captures real life in a really hitting way. Not to mention their aesthetical beauty – minimalistic, colorful, symmetrical, timeless. I change my mind about which one is my favorite all the time, but at the moment, I’m especially in love with The Royal Tenenbaums. So here are some of my favorite screencaps of the movie.
PS. I now realize that my selection has been very Margot/Richie-centric, but can you blame me? I mean, the bus scene – my heart.