"She was 84....!"
"I've had older."
Inevitably, The Grand Budapest Hotel is typical Wes Anderson: quirky, directed and designed to within an inch of its life, and more concerned about the power and control of narrative than emotion. Yet it is also perhaps one of Anderson's most completely realised and enjoyable films, with moments of playfulness and pathos that come across as genuine rather than forced. There is much to enjoy in the visual delights offered by the film, both technical and in its stunningly-used locations, and Ralph Feinnes and Tony Revolori are wonderful as the central concierge and lobby-boy double act. To see cinematic staples such as the will reading, the art heist and the prison break given the Anderson touch and emerge with wit and vigour is a very pleasant surprise, as is the ending that satisfies, characters, story and indeed the viewer.
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