His locations are stunning, his symmetry intriguing. His cameos are great fun, his humour great. The oddness of it all is fantastic. It's cartoonish quality. It's grainy feel. It's dated, yet undated settings.
It feel like an amazing photograph, taken in a time before my own, with qualities lost for ever, but of magic fabric.
Like looking at your parents wedding pictures, faded and sepia-tainted by time. From sometime in the 70s.
The only thing I would want from Anderson now was a more complex story. Not another mystery with child-like qualities.