Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009)
You live in the confines of your own imagination, where animals with perfectly combed hair exist in a diorama-like world. As a kid, you believed animals could talk; you wish that could be the case, though it has not yet been proved in scientific circles. You do feel strongly that you are able to communicate with your cat, and you really don’t need anyone else’s commentary on that, nope, not in the slightest. You own at least one item with a bird on it, as well as an across-the-shoulder bag and Toms shoes. Occasionally you wear organic deodorant, but you’re not quite sure it works, and yet, you’re not quite sure you care. Sometimes in the middle of the night you wake up and go into the bathroom and just stare at yourself in the mirror under the florescent glow and you wonder if you have it deep inside you to do something really good, if push came to shove. As a kid, you loved puppet shows and Chuck-E-Cheese. As an adult, burlesques and drinking from flasks and sneaking into the next movie for free after you’ve seen the first.