In Anderson's world, there is always something childish—or, rather, a romantic emotion—to render the protagonists in bright colors and absolutely neat compositions. Daddy fox, from the very beginning when he and his wife went to the farm to steal chickens, outlined his image with a bright bright yellow background and simple picture lines. He does gymnastics under the tree, he chooses to take a scenic road, and he chooses to climb up from the roof to steal chickens just to see the chicken coop. These are all aspects of his yearning for freedom and life. But in the end, the sentence "Dear, I'm pregnant" brought his unfettered and wild temperament back to the real life where he needed to take care of his wife and children.
At the beginning, the main contradiction of the film is brought out-whether to choose freedom or family life, whether to keep one's wildness or take responsibility for society, this is the contradiction that Anderson threw to the fox father, and it is also a suggestion to the audience's heart. The problem.
Father fox, in a stable life, he ran away to steal chickens and alcohol, and finally got into trouble, but when he took the animals to escape and finally had a head-on conflict with humans, he was wearing a neat suit, strategizing and fighting. During the process, the tone did not tremble, and the head shape was not chaotic. Such a scene is really not like a panic escape, but like an adventure that Daddy Fox enjoys with ease. It is Anderson's usual tricks to dramatize conflicts and fairy tales of conflicts, but here, I feel that this is a fox who is subservient to family responsibilities, but has a heart to return to the wild and does not want to be enlightened. inner view of the environment.
Some people say that Daddy Fox is like those middle-class people who want to find excitement and freshness in ordinary life, but only dare to limit themselves to small changes and do not dare to achieve big breakthroughs. I think it does make sense. At the end of the film, when he met the wild wolf who was on four legs and could not understand human language, there was a tear in his eyes. He knew that it was the pure freedom and pure wildness of wild animals that he yearned for. But in the end he still had to drive home with the baby and Mr. Possum, and in the end he still had to listen to his wife tell him that I was pregnant again. All these changes and attempts ended with that rescue. As the fox said, I have a fear of wolves. It's just like those middle-class men in suits say, I'm afraid of people who are free from dogma. The larger, wild, free world will never come again.
And this way of thinking and discussing with reality is really like a conversation between Wes Anderson using his fairy-tale movie world and this full of reality and business society. At least I think this one is the most obvious of the Anderson movies I've seen that expresses the center of contradiction.
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