Should start by offering a detente between 2005 fans & the 1995 miniseries purists. Both adaptions are perfectly valid & in any case aren't competing over the same audience. 1995 is for lame aunts who think they're the fun aunt & 2005 is for cool girls & the men who respect them
I'm convinced that they added the student ID with the school year to tell everyone that this isn't an 80s period piece, rural Idaho is just like that.
Very funny that everyone insisted on calling him Jimmy. The man was one of our finest actors, a war hero, the avatar of pure Americana. But the second he asks you to call him James in that voice you're like "yeah sure, whatever you say Jimmy." 
You have to understand the cultural moment. The American Idol shine had warn off, we were starting to wonder why we were still in Iraq. Tony Blair made Brits feel ashamed for the first time in history of the empire. Matt Damon doing parkour terrified the Bond producers.
Roald Dahl didn't like this movie for a number of reasons, one of them being the name change. But it was totally the right call. All Charlie does is have a dumb face and a worse last name. But Willy Wonka, the alliteration alone puts asses in seats.
Spielberg can't resist this, loves to do hijinks with the studio logo. You can tell how involved he is with a Dreamworks project if they pull some sort of tomfoolery with the moon. 
Hughes is a master of mise en scene. Just one shot and we already know the location, era, and which B-list actor rules over the tatters of the empire with a cold yet handsome fist 
PotC started the "innocent song turned creepy over plinking piano" trend. Between that and the Inception bwaaaaaams, Hans Zimmer is responsible for you showing up late to the theater to skip the trailers. 
The movie immediately jumps to the classic door gag, only this time Shaggy adheres to the laws of physics. This isn't your father's Scooby-Doo, this is more mature. Post watergate. 
