THE RYDGES POST
Brilliant. Bloody brilliant, darling. The Grand Budapest Hotel is the most enjoyable cinematic romp I have had in 2014. It becomes apparent early in the movie that this film will not please everyone. For some it could be the worst movie ever made and be made of such things that a walk-out would be inevitable. I can’t wait to see it again.
This was the first Wes Anderson film I have seen and he certainly has a recognisable ‘style’, in the same way Quentin Tarrantino does – or indeed Picasso, Dali or Monet – or Leonard Cohen, Kurt Vonnegut or Dylan Thomas - either you are a fan or not. I do have other critics backing my assessment. Both David Stratton and Margaret Pomeranz from The Movie Show loved it with Margaret giving it five stars, calling it “the most exhilarating piece of cinema in recent memory”. My good lady wife and 18yo daughter also left the cinema raving.
On some levels this movie is totally absurd but, simultaneously, it can be sadly poignant. Ralph Fiennes is sensational as Gustave H and he is supported by a wonderful cast including F. Murray Abrahams, Harvey Keitel, Willem Dafoe, Jeff Goldblum, Jude Law, Tilda Swinton, Saoirse Ronan, Owen Wilson, Bill Murray and (introducing) Tony Revolori as The Lobby Boy, Zero Mustafa.
The story - Gustave H is a legendary concierge at a famous European hotel between the World Wars, and Zero Moustafa is the lobby boy who becomes his most trusted friend. The action revolves around the theft and recovery of a priceless Renaissance painting and the battle for an enormous family fortune against the back-drop of a dramatically changing Europe.
Curiously, it is a movie that is so simple, yet so complex that it is so hard to describe – it isn’t a long movie (100 minutes) but every frame is used to make it an amazingly engaging and rewarding experience. Or not, depending. The trailer below should tell you whether it will be your cup of tea, darling.
It is rated M because of the coarse language (which is an integral part of the script/characters).