“She’s my Rushmore, Max.”

Another Monday night, another revival from the Independent Film Revival folk. Tonight was the first entry in the “Directing Dysfunction” series – “Rushmore” (1998).

I’ve only seen this one once before, several years ago, on cable, and I wasn’t paying much attention at the time. To see it tonight with a motivated and appreciative crowd is a treat. Wes Anderson may be an acquired taste for some, but I will always enjoy the mannered and stylized dialogue, the exceptionally art-directed cinematography, and the soundtrack of 1970s folk songs. Bravo, Wes Anderson. Bravo.