Director Wes Anderson's <em>apologia pro</em> style <em>sua</em>. Most of the action takes place in the pre-communist heyday of the titular (and pinkly ornate) Alpine retreat, and involves concierge extraordinaire Gustave (Ralph Fiennes) and his attempt to claim the priceless painting left to him by a grateful old guest/lover. The mannered, madcap proceedings are often delightful, occasionally silly, and here and there, gruesome and/or heartbreaking. But the real star of the show is Anderson himself — the storyteller, relating events in his own ineffable fashion — a point he makes by nesting Gustave's tale in layer after layer of narrative device. We open with a fangirl paying tribute to a dead author, then cut to author in his latter days, then to author in his younger days, picking up the story from an old man full of memories, then to the old man as a young witness. And over it all hovers Anderson, the Master Framer himself.
Hey Hipster:
Give us some hipster-approved Oscar picks!
— Devon
Hipsters the world over will be pulling for Wes Anderson to win Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Original Screenplay for The Grand Budapest Hotel. It’s just a pity that our cinematic hero can’t be nominated for every category. If it were up to us, there wouldn’t be a nomination process for years with a Wes Anderson movie. Just hand the man all the awards and be done with it.
Director Wes Anderson's <em>apologia pro</em> style <em>sua</em>. Most of the action takes place in the pre-communist heyday of the titular (and pinkly ornate) Alpine retreat, and involves concierge extraordinaire Gustave (Ralph Fiennes) and his attempt to claim the priceless painting left to him by a grateful old guest/lover. The mannered, madcap proceedings are often delightful, occasionally silly, and here and there, gruesome and/or heartbreaking. But the real star of the show is Anderson himself — the storyteller, relating events in his own ineffable fashion — a point he makes by nesting Gustave's tale in layer after layer of narrative device. We open with a fangirl paying tribute to a dead author, then cut to author in his latter days, then to author in his younger days, picking up the story from an old man full of memories, then to the old man as a young witness. And over it all hovers Anderson, the Master Framer himself.
Hey Hipster:
Give us some hipster-approved Oscar picks!
— Devon
Hipsters the world over will be pulling for Wes Anderson to win Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Original Screenplay for The Grand Budapest Hotel. It’s just a pity that our cinematic hero can’t be nominated for every category. If it were up to us, there wouldn’t be a nomination process for years with a Wes Anderson movie. Just hand the man all the awards and be done with it.
It certainly was inventive and very funny!
Need I remind you these are the same mental patients who found genius in "Forrest Gump" "Crash," and "Chariots of Fire?" When they finally got around to honoring Scorsese, the pat on the back he received was for his worst movie. The mere fact that a bunch of old white rich folk gave Anderson's video wallpaper their stamp of approval proves how tragically unhip he is. He'll be directing "X-Men" sequels in no time. Stick to talking up craft beers and leave the movies to the pros, DJ.
You must have some pull with the Academy, Mr. Marks. I see they've denied Mr. Anderson's hipster genius. So much the better, as it only raises his esteem in the eyes of team hipster. Better that he not become too mainstream.
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