Odd coincidence

Last night I finally watched The Darjeeling Limited. The DVD begins with a short "part 1" film that's set in a French hotel, although the movie itself takes place in India, with a brief flashback to New York. Perhaps that's why, near the end of the movie, I remembered that I'd been meaning to look online for an audio file of a certain song about a famous French street, so that M. Defarge could finally hear what I'd been talking about as we walked down it during our trip. A minute or two later, the movie ended, the credits rolled, and this song began to play. It was a little surreal, but it made my night. M. Defarge, unfortunately, didn't seem as impressed.

Two reactions to the movie, which I absolutely loved:

1. Wes Anderson is a genius
2. It feels much more socially acceptable to lust after Adrien Brody when he's not playing a Holocaust survivor. I felt very guilty during The Pianist.