The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou

My Dearest Angelica - I have loved you despite the fact that your last name is Houston which just so happens to be a very damp and dirty city here in Texas. You caught my eye in the movie version of "The Addams Family". I couldn't get enough of your gothic couture, your pale skin, your raven black hair - they were all tantalizingly dark and delicious.

I fell in love with you for a second time during Ever After. I know, I know, Ever After is a chick flick du jour, but I loved it and I loved you in it. You played a divinely wicked stepmother and I still get chills when I think of this line - "How could anyone love a pebble in their shoe?" Absolutely brilliant.

Now, just last night I watched you play Eleanor Zissou. You glowed with the enigmatic radiance that only comes from God or years of training, I assume yours came from the former. I watched you be a rock in the otherwise sinking ship that was Steve Zissou. As usual, you came to his rescue. Oh to be Bill Murray for a moment, to have you rest your head on my shoulder, for you to look into my eyes and tell me that everything is going to be alright - that my dear would be a dream come true.

Owen Wilson - I just want to run up and give you a full frontal hug. You know the kind, the one where we shake hands and then I hug you making sure that we don't release hands because we want to be sure that it is a hug but a manly hug with no other intentions. I have loved you ever since Zoolander and perhaps before when I saw you in Bottle Rocket. You slay me with your hilarity time and time again. Shanghai Nights, Shanghai Noon - did we even need Jackie Chan in those movies? I think not. You were the star and your star shines so bright that there is never a need for a karate chopping Chinaman to illuminate your stage presence. I watched you and in Life Aquatic you made me laugh and then you made me cry. I loved you, and then I hated you. I am still one of your biggest fans.

Bill Murray - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. One for Ground Hog Day, Two for What about Bob - Three for Lost in Translation - the list could go on and on. As Steve Zissou you are every man who has ever lived searching for something that might not even exist. Once you find that dream, that prize, inevitably you suck the life out of it or you kill it. Life is like that, and for men it seems we are never really satisfied no matter how large the prize - we always want it to be bigger.

I can't wait to see you all again in your next films, you are the reason I live, my sunshine, my rain - my everything.

I love you.