On this fine, albeit humid, Independence Day, I stopped in to the movies. An American movie, as it happens. Actually Wes Anderson's Moonrise Kingdom is not only American but somewhat local, having been filmed at various seaside locations in RI.
The movie has an excellent cast. Edward
Norton, the "I am Jack's..." guy from Fight Club especially brings it as a scout
troupe leader struggling to hide his self doubt. For all that, long stretches
of the film have to be carried entirely by the two young leads who play the
runaway lovers. They prove up to the task, although I fear the dewy budding
sexuality of the characters will bring a massive number of ephebephiles to the
theatre. (Then again, their money's green, so the studio doesn't want to turn
Given the habit of audiences even at the Avon to leave
quickly and silently as soon as the action is over, it means something that the
audience here clapped audibly at the fadeout. And many of us stayed through the
update of Benjamin Britten's "A Young Person's Guide to the Orchestra" for the
Also good: Again as change, the ticket counter gave me
a two dollar bill. They're rare, but as you can see here, they're a thing.