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Belonging to an easy-access-to-all generation, there's little reason anymore to purchase your own copies of films when you can collect all your favorite movies on a handy list on your Netflix account and they are as good as yours -- fabulous instant gratification. Once in a while, however, there are films that I just want to indulge in, possess, use its packaging art as an item to display in my living room's shelves, and keep as a souvenir from an artist/film maker whose stylistics and intellect I respect. With that said, I own Rushmore , and I own The Royal Tenenbaums too (although I think I overindulged in both very quickly). I guess revering Anderson's talents is old news. But I couldn't go without mentioning him in my blog, and finding this NYT video review presented the right opportunity...