with the final season of mad men upon us, i think it’s time to reflect on some of the series’ most memorable ensembles and scenes. all shows must end, even the revolutionary ones, and this will definitely be a hard goodbye for many people. there’s always the fear of “jumping the shark,” which may have already happened, but who’s to say. not all shows can be so obvious to end, as weeds was. i recently began watching from the very first episode and i must admit that continuity is a very nice thing! mad men is one of those series that always left me thinking, wondering what was going to happen or why something played out as it did. these are characters that viewers alike have grown attached to–in the case of sally draper, we’ve practically watched kiernan shipka grow up! it’s like saying farewell to old friends and i know that for me, the finale will be bittersweet.
woody allen as isaac, one of my favorite characters ever and certainly one of the greatest on-screen wardrobes. just a little monday pick-me-up!
wes anderson creates the kinds of films that you want to live in, or at least that i’d like as my reality. his most recent film, the grand budapest hotel envisions just that kind of world–one that is vibrant in both personalities and in design. this tale begins in 1985 as author, who penned the cult classic of the same name, reflects back on his chance meeting with zero, an ex-lobby boy for the hotel, in 1968. enchanted by zero’s mystique, the two sit for a lengthy dinner, in which zero details a series of true, yet nearly unbelievable, events that took place in 1932, inspiring author to write the aforementioned novel. whilst i was initially confused by this matryoshka of a telling, the film is infinitely more delightful than it is perplexing. with intriguing characters who speak distinctively and dress with wit, audiences are in fact transported to another world of sorts. though the entire film was a sensory experience, what left the greatest impression on me were these precious desserts, courtesan au chocolat, and the pink mendel’s boxes that secured them. given that spring is near, what better than an ensemble that makes you want to take a bite? and no, when i sat down to write this, i hadn’t seen the piece of vogue’s site.
photo credit: the grand budapest hotel
this christmas i received the best gift, an all-day marathon of pushing daisies! it’s been quite a few years since bryan fuller’s short-lived, genius creation went off the air and though i own the seasons, it was a real treat to be flipping channels and 1) find something that was not a christmas movie; and 2) land on one of my favorite shows. when i was in high school i was instantly attracted to the intriguing plot, fast-paced and witty dialogue, charmingly haunted music, and whimsical quirk of a storybook. every character was masterfully created and executed, making the show more dynamic than most its contemporaries. needless to say, it was a sad day in our household when the show was not renewed for another season. anna friel as charlotte charles, or more affectionately, “the girl he called chuck,” was amazing. she was complicated yet simple, and torn yet devoted. with a classic, illuminated, vintage, and girlie closet, she hid out at the pie hole, assisting ned and emerson with countless cases. chuck was the kind of girl who could pull off these ensembles without a touch of cutesy irony, she was just that cool, but then again, she did come back from the dead.