This is, as the title says, obligatory. Whether you work in an office or a garage, have a nationally syndicated radio talk show or a lone friend you Skype with in Argentina, you will very likely express an opinion on the Oscar nominations.
One of the convenient things about Anderson's latest film is that it is open-ended to the point that it allows a viewer to draw multiple conclusions. I see de Quincey and Lévi-Strauss, but you can probably find whoever you want buried in there. Does this make for high art?