The Grand Budapest Hotel

I really enjoyed this comedic Wes Anderson movie about the staff at an Eastern European hotel in the 60s. While it’s not charming in the same way Moonrise Kingdom was, I was enthralled by the highly stylised and rather sad tale of Zero and Gustave and the mysterious murder of a wealthy old woman.

The main story is framed as the text of a book read by a girl in a park, wherein the author describes a tale told to him by the owner of a hotel – it’s a strange conceit and I didn’t understand its raison d’etre.

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