Finally the cycle of hibernation has broken! For about 2 months, the extremely low temperatures discouraged us from going out in the evening. When we made plans, unexpected things came up, so I was starting to get really annoyed. (Yes, Evi, the big couchpotato, was getting annoyed that she couldn't go out!). But, finally, Friday was the big day! And what better way to welcome "spring" (not nearly there yet, but we're trying really hard!) and say goodbye to winter than with a very entertaining, artistic but not pretentious, movie?
I'm talking about Wes Anderson's The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014), which I thoroughly enjoyed. I liked it even more than The Moonrise Kingdom (2012).
Old, derelict hotels are always alluring; they sit quietly in their sad exhausted state, yet beneath the tired concrete walls and the shabby, dusty furniture the stories of the people that once occupied the rooms are making a throbbing noise, inviting you to unfold them. Now, this process of unfolding may be frightening, as is the case with The Shining (1980) or extremely entertaining, colorful and, oh so plesantly, fast-paced.
I don't know what I should praise most; the snappy dialogue, the music that complemented each scene gloriously, the symmetry and colors, the cast? Everything was extraordinary and refreshing!
“His world had vanished long before he ever entered it, but he certainly sustained the illusion with a remarkable grace.”