Kristoffarianism: a short essay inspired by Wes Anderson's film Fantastic Mister Fox
So I saw Wes Andersons fantastic mister fox the other week and I've been thinking a lot about it. What each character represents and I keep getting stuck on Kristofferson Silverfox. I think his role is that of purposeful ignorance. He meditates, exercises, studies and makes casual friends all to distract himself from the fear of losing his father, that he's too young to deal with. He's only 11 in fox years (but tall for a cub) but he's found a way to almost totally shield himself from the unfair, unexplained terror that is his life. Almost undeniably Kristofferson has the hardest life of any character and he's the only one who never loses his cool in front of others. What does he represent?
Kristofferson is the perfection of form found only when not trying. Kristofferson doesn't care about karate. He doesn't care about playing whack bat. He doesn't care about school or girls or going on heists with foxy. He just does those things to fill the time so he doesn't have to think about his dad's illness. While other characters force their views onto others or worse onto themselves when they don't make sense; Kristofferson has no views, no motives. He is how he is because he does not care; Kristofferson Silverfox is not wild and he is not domestic. Kristofferson is free. Kristofferson is Siddhartha. Only by letting go can Kristofferson be as wonderful as he is.
His way seems more applicable to modern life than that of any past figure of enlightenment. Kristofferson doesn't care; he simply does the right thing to the best of his ability every single time. I feel like if more of us tried to follow the ways of Kristofferson the world would be a much better place.