Rushmore

i love this movie more than i love myself. although my dad pointed out that max sadly has similarities to my evil old situationship that does not change the fact that he is REPRESENTATION for audhd theatre kids with unibrows, pretension and an all-consuming crush on their teacher. i’m pretty sure i was max’s age the first time i saw this movie but it wasn’t until i watched it last month that it REALLY hit me emotionally in a way i wasn’t prepared for to the point i was crying on the train after. it really takes a hot teacher, an experience as president of a club that ends very badly, and some confrontation with your worst traits to get this movie to where it was finally right for me to watch it. everyone in this is absolutely on fire it’s my short king jason schwartzman’s best performance although he shines in everything he’s in and my feelings about him in this film could be an essay. olivia williams is so cunty i cannot even i know people accuse her of being a manic pixie dream girl but she totally refutes that and i think the film does a good job of showcasing male entitlement when it comes to women like her and she had absolute BARS. i really like bill murray in this and i don’t normally so good for him. if i ever have a son i hope he is like dirk calloway tho he would probably be more like max. max’s dad is the GOAT, he is so chill and i feel like i could talk to him about anything and it breaks my heart when max is being a little shit to him. i want him to narrate a book of fairy tales or christmas stories. i am going to get a sic transit gloria tramp stamp TOMORROW!!! watching this a month ago at the pcc with a bunch of people who all recognized max for the diva he is was spiritually cleansing. need to find my rushmore. also nothing will ever be as camp as jason schwartzman’s performance when he’s drinking at the post-play dinner. wes anderson write a movie with owen wilson again and you will be reincarnated as a lotus flower. oh my GOD