Ugh...Flu

Ugh...
This is not a cheery blog today, as I'm stuck in bed--nursing the flu...
I find myself wishing I was home, about 7 years old with my mom making Jell-o for me. She used to make it in these little teddy-bear molds, and frankly to this day Jell-o just doesn't taste the same unless it's in a teddy-bear mold.
So in between sleepy stuper and tylenol trying to ease my body aches...I have watched some really good movies that I thought I'd review on one.
So here goes:
I have seen Rushmore more times than I can count--but every time I watch it, I find a new nuance I hadn't noticed before. Rushmore (for those of you who have not seen it) is a movie directed by Wes Anderson--a film genius. It stars a young Jason Silverman in his first movie role (he's extroardinary) Bill Murray, Olivia Williams and Luke Wilson.
Rushmore delves into the life of Max Fischer, a 15 year-old boy who is more interested in forming activities at school than suceeding academically. He was accepted to Rushmore Academy as a boy (a very wealthy and exclusive boys school) on a scholarship and feels that it is his crowning acheivement, and the peak of his existance
As the movie unfolds, Max discoveres there is a world outside of Rushmore where his ability to think creatively is accepted, and where he is also able to connect with his peers as he truly is.
It's a masterful movie-not only in it's story, but in how Wes Anderson thought out every detail of the set, the scene changes and of very intricate character development. After watching one of his films, one feels at once both connected with oneself and a bit nostalgic-almost as though something has passed.
Beyond the depth of the movie, it's just fun to watch because as the movie plays out, it has the most fantastic soundtrack with songs from Cat Stevens, The Who and The Kinks...it just makes me happy...and that can't be bad....especially when I'm up to my eyeballs in tissues, antihistamines and gatorade.
My kingdom for some Jell-o....