Françoise Hardy is a pop and fashion icon celebrated as a French national treasure. With her signature breathy alto, she was one of the earliest and most definitive French participants in the yé-yé movement (a style of pop music that initially emerged from Italy, Switzerland, Spain, and Portugal…
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Wes Anderson is known for the meticulous detail that goes into each scene of his notoriously artistic films. All of these details come together to form a magical treat for the senses; the colors he chooses in each scene, even down to the actor's socks, are meant to evoke a blissful sense of nostalgia that surpasses many faux-vintage attempts that are dime-a-dozen in the world of film currently. Other techniques like the oddly non-chalant dialogues he writes, or centering of objects and focal points rather than following the "Rule of Thirds" in conventional photography stray for the norm just enough for viewers to be intrigued, and further help give Anderson's filmed an unparalleled reputation among many.
Anderson's scenes, however, greatly benefit from his own redolent taste in music. While other directors use music to back a sequence of events or mood that is ongoing in the film, Wes Anderson wondrously chooses vintage gems and builds scenes around music he chooses. His choices niether over or under power the incredibly articulate filming that is going on, but rather are like the glue that molds the whole scene together, into his typical yellowy-analog mush that for some reason is so pleasing to the senses.
I often find myself picturing a sequence of fictional events going on while listening to music, as I'm sure many do as well, (after all, music is a sensory escape). However, Wes' imagination is unparalleled, it's as if he pictures the most subtly romantic and unpretentiously artistic scene to go with a song, which isn't even where his talent lies. It lies within the execution of such beautiful snippets of time, of memories that never happened. He makes his fictional scenes like fond memories to his viewers, and the strikingly exquisite music that he chooses, for some reason, possesses such a inquisitive familiarity that makes viewers feel like it was their favorite song in a distant amorous past.