The Grand Budapest Hotel - Review
There are two kinds of people in this world: those who recognise the genius of Wes Anderson and everyone else. I tumbled down the Anderson rabbit-hole after seeing Rushmore (1998), my first taste of that special blend of the peculiar which Anderson is renowned for. Not without a few niggling problems, his latest offering The Grand Budapest Hotel is an ambitious project, reinforcing that he is a master of ‘dolls house’ style film making, but more on that later. For pure escapism it’s hard to resist a bundle of quirky characters, exquisitely wrapped in absurdity and tied together by a string of ridiculous circumstances … in other words it’s a Wes Anderson film.
While this didn’t quite reach the lofty heights of Rushmore or The Royal Tenenbaums, The Grand Budapest Hotel sits comfortably within Anderson’s catalogue. I intend to watch it again very soon, just so I can find all the little easter eggs I missed the first time round. This is definitely a film worth catching in the cinema, so you have the biggest canvas on which to admire his work.
The Grand Budapest Hotel in opens in select cinemas this Thursday, if you agree or disagree with my thoughts feel free to drop a line below.