Here’s a trailer for Wes Anderson’s interpretation of Roald Dahl’s Fantastic Mr. Fox. Given Wes Anderson’s track record for producing soulless, Kubrick-aping, hipster-baiting yawnfests, designed to make barristas in hip coffee shops the world over moist between the legs, I expect legions of kids will flock to this movie and walk out disappointed by the fact that this movie is not fucking Little Nemo above ground.
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