The Grand Budapest Hotel

Ralph Fiennes in a comedy! Who knew? And it’s a comedy through and through. Unfortunately, this means it lacks the emotional punch of some of the other Wes Anderson movies. On par for the filmmakers, it’s designed within an inch of its life. Every color, every last detail is precious. “It insists upon itself.”  There’s nothing wrong with that, but when you leave the theater wondering: what was the point? It might be time to change it up a little. I say: bring Owen Wilson back as a writing partner.