Letterboxd — Your life in film

Wes Anderson at his absolute best for me. 

Rather unexpectedly, I feel like his style here is notably different from his other work. 

It’s as meticulous and detailed as always, but I found myself really enjoying how loose and fluid this was. Everything he does well is here, but there’s also something new here and it’s a lot of fun to see. A dazzling visual display from him and an absolute knockout. 

Each story includes just a hint of something unnecessary about halfway through, losing me for only just a moment, but manages every time to come back around into something truly lovely.

Many apologies to anyone in the theater with me during *that* jump scare where I shouted “Jesus CHRIST”, I truly disassociated out of pure fear.

Rebecca Hall has no problem letting you know early and often that she is *not* doing alright. Beautiful, horrible, excellent.

Every time this movie goes off the rails and I think it cannot possibly go more off the rails, it finds more rails and immediately goes off of those rails.

Give that Pig an Oscar right. now.

(Give the Pig’s understudy one, too)