“We have HBO” – apparently still a bragging point in the motel industry.
Lodging used to be lavish. The Grand Budapest Hotel flashes back to a time when The Grand Budapest was the utmost in style and taste. Running the place was Gustave, an uptight concierge (played by Ralph Fiennes, who it turns out is really funny) with a tendency to sleep with very old chicks.
It gets nuttier from there. The cast is huge, filled with stars like Bill Murray and Tilda Swinton, who only have a line or two. It just goes to show how much they love working with Wes Anderson.
Wes Anderson is a genius, by the way. He used 35mm film to shoot this, and no one does that anymore. Like all of his films, Grand Budapest has a style that’s all his own. Everything takes place in some sort of alternate reality. This one is like a modern-day Marx Brothers film, and I LOVE the Marx Brothers.
This past week, three of the top-five rated TV shows were “The Bachelor” and two nights of “The Voice.” Restore my faith in humanity by going to the theater and seeing something a tad less appalling, for crap’s sake.