Saw Wes Anderson’s new Wes Anderson film – The Grand Budapest Hotel. I usually like Wes Anderson’s quirky movies about quirky people with quirky editing and music… Royal Tenenbaums, Moonrise Kingdom, and Fantastic Mr. Fox especially. But Grand Budapest is the most Wes Andersony movie ever released – all the quirky without the burden of logic or meaningful plot. Sure, there is a plot… a dandy hotel concierge played by Ralph Fienes sleeps with all the old, rich ladies who stay at his hotel… one of whom dies and leaves him a valuable painting which he steals while the family bickers about whether he (a concierge) should get anything… so they send soldiers (lead by Edward Norton) to arrest him… he goes to jail, there’s a breakout, and other random stuff happens including World War 2 and a Nazi occupation of the hotel. Or something. Jeff Goldblum, Willem Dafoe, Adrien Brody and other folk show up. It’s an occasionally very funny movie – I can’t say I didn’t laugh. But I was impatient with the movie to get to some kind of point or to become a cohesive thing. Wes Anderson always does quirky but there’s usually something human or more story-driven under the quriky charm. This movie is 95% quirk.

Score: 69