Tuesday, April 8, 2014

The Grand Budapest Hotel

Ralph Fiennes    w/d Wes Anderson

This was a major surprise. I've seen a half dozen of this guy's films and haven't liked one. They were annoying, shallow, precious or twee. He even managed to make George Clooney into a repulsive asshole as the titular Mr Fox. But this time he has concocted/contrived a delicious, fully-formed sacher torte with wit, style, satirical bite and a ferociously compelling performance by RF - heretofore a stifled Brit 'actor' whose expressive range went from A to B(cf. Sunshine).

The film excelled in every particular: script, use of color, pacing, camera movement...flair. Nothing here went too far...he established a tone immediately and held it throughout. He even managed a soupcon of poignancy at the closing.

This film has tickled audiences worldwide. It should. If you're immune to its charms the fault, dear viewer, lies within.

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