Directed by Wes Anderson, as if you couldn’t already tell from this image.
I’m not a fan of Wes Anderson. The only film of his I’ve seen was Moonrise Kingdom, which I didn’t like for the most part. While I enjoyed the scenes with adults, the scenes with the kids were too overbearingly precious and twee, which are in fact the most common criticisms levied against Anderson in general.
The Grand Budapest Hotel has me rethinking my position.
“Is this what you want, Lester? Yes… Or no?”
Fargo (1996) is my favorite movie. It blends so many things I enjoy together in a way that I find endlessly re-watchable, done in a fashion that can only be executed by Joel and Ethan Coen, the greatest living American filmmakers. When I heard a TV miniseries (somewhat) based on the film was being produced, I was of two minds: It could either be everything I’ve wanted from a TV show, or it could completely botch the tone and sour the entire experience, regardless of whether or not the show is good in technical terms. The film balanced on the precipice between comedy and tragedy expertly, filled with nihilism but at the same time containing deft comedic timing. The show had a lot to live up to.