Isaac Feldberg’s review published on Letterboxd:
“I don’t care about the truth about yourself. This story is too predictable.”
One of the best uses of stop-motion at the movies, period, like a bedtime story by Faberge: endlessly charming and humane, teeming with rich emotional resonance, and wonderfully imaginative in establishing an entire world that feels alive around its whimsically hand-crafted characters, who are voiced warmly and move as if wound up by little keys in their backs.
Fantastic Mr. Fox fits snugly within Wes Anderson’s filmography for its intricately off-center compositions, killer song choices, impeccable ensemble, bittersweet tenor, and thematic pre-occupation with the plights of the father figure. There’s so much in here that’s touching and carefully lovely about finding your way in the world by finding your place in a family. But it’s also Anderson’s finest heist movie (which is saying something) and exalts in that genre’s trappings on a level that makes it one of the more accessible movies in his filmography.