Ian Curran’s review published on Letterboxd:
”… you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss!”
Wes Andersons take on midlife crises is about as Wes Anderson-y as a movie can get. It’s visually stunning and filled with endless charm and sentimentality. Every scene feels like it has a 100 things to see and explore.
This was my first rewatch since the cinema, and Im only now realising this movie is about a middle aged man who cant leave his wild days behind him.
Damn, Wes. That shit’s deep.