West Anderson's The Grand Budapest Hotel recounts the adventures of Gustave, a well-liked and respected concierge at a legendary European hotel. The film is told through the eyes of Zero Mostafa, who served as Gustave's lobby boy, eventually becoming his most trusted friend and successor. When Madame D, one of Gustav's regular guests,dies unexpectedly, Gustav finds himself at the center of an enormous family feud over the rights to her will, leading him and Zero on an epic adventure. Like nearly all of Wes Anderson's films, The Grand Budapest hotel is a whimsical and charming experience that only Anderson could provide. If you are fan of Anderson's work there is no reason you won't enjoy The Grand Budapest Hotel, with an enormous cast of Anderson characters chewing up scenery. Ralph Fiennes does a really fantastic job as Gustav, showing a great range for comedic timing. The Grand Budapest Hotel takes place during a time when Europe was witnessing dramatic changes (the rise of fascism for example) and while it does have its moments of resonance, Anderson opts to keep it light for the most part, only hinting at the impending changes on the horizon. My only complaint about this film is that I never found myself emotionally invested in the characters or story, a recurring problem I have with much of Anderson's work. I enjoy watching them on screen but when more dramatic moments do come, I feel nothing. The Grand Budapest Hotel is nothing particularly new out of Anderson featuring his trademark visual style and whimsical humor and while I do wish sometimes he's take a little more risks, I can't say I didn't have a good time enjoying this new world he created.
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