I’ve loved this movie since I was a kid, and have always connected with it. I don’t remember if I ever saw it in theaters but I do remember my brother and I laughing together during it. As a kid, at least to me, clinging to movies gave me a sense of security. Without a dad I found the dysfunctional Mr. Fox to stand in, or without my brother I found love in Ash or Kristofferson. I cling to this movie, and I guess I clung so hard that I’m still attached.

Seeing this movie, my all time favorite movie, in theaters for what feels like the first time, couldn’t have come at a more perfect time in my life. I feel lost. I feel lost in school, lost in love, and mostly lost in myself. I’m reconnecting with people who left me and seem to be letting go of people who care. I feel incredibly out of place and alone, but every time I watch this movie it brings me back to earth. Watching this with a crowd of people who love Anderson and Baumbach’s humor and the stop motion animation was a blast. People cheered, laughed, gasped, and at the end I found myself crying. 

Fantastic Mr. Fox is a movie that’s been here all my life. It’s always been my therapy, my love, and my life. I couldn’t be more in love with this and I’m so glad I find comfort in Wes Anderson’s crimson colored world.