I just saw Moonrise Kingdom last week and believe me, it doesn’t disappoint. I love the way that Wes Anderson’s style gets more and more “Wes Anderson” with every film he makes. I’ve always been a devoted fan, but I think this is my favorite yet. The styling is impeccable, Suzy Bishop is my hero and I want to read every single one of her books, and Bruce Willis gives one of the most sincere, heartfelt performances of his career.

But I think my favorite part of the movie is its depiction of young love, which is so spot on. I was sitting next to The Boy in the theater and I was watching these kids dance around in their undies on the beach and I thought: that was us. It captured so perfectly that golden moment of youth when you realize the world is screwed up, your parents are screwed up, everything’s a lie, but you’ve got your partner in crime. That first person who actually listens to the things you have to say, and sometimes makes you want to cry and run inside the tent, and runs back into hostile territory to get your binoculars for you. And when you’re together it’s like you’ve figured out the secret key to the universe that no one else knows about, and you get to giggle and laugh together at all the other fools running around in the dark, because they just don’t get it. And you think maybe, just maybe, if you can get away, if you can run away, if you can go off into the woods, or make your own Moonrise Kingdom at Mile 3.25 Tidal Inlet, maybe you can live like that forever. And of course it never works out that way. But sometimes it’s even better.

Oh, and the music is super rad. Plus Bob Balaban is hilarious.

All photos courtesy of Focus Features/Indian Paintbrush/American Empirical (I think I covered all my bases there?), all found here.