The Royal Tenenbaums is one of those films I can come back to again and again. It's not even my most favorite of Wes Anderson's ouevre (that would be Bottle Rocket), but I love the intricate fantasy world he constructs for his fictional dysfunctional family, the dozens of throwaway details, the extraordinary cast and the hilariously bone-dry script. I identify with Margot's melancholy, want to be Etheline when I grow up and feel bad for Buckley every time. Because even though it is beloved by hipsters everywhere the film is more than just stylized production design and clever soundtrack choices. It has real truth at its core about family, the ones we're born into and the ones we choose, and how we can mess up and get angry and be assholes and it just means we're human, and alive.