Wes Anderson's new film adapts the spirit of Stefan Zweig into a Ruritanian picaresque stuffed full of bizarre character studies 4 out of 5
By Andrew Pulver
theguardian.com, Thursday 6 February 2014
Whatever the patchiness of the rest of its lineup, the Berlin film
festival tends to start off with a bang, and this year is no exception:
the world premiere of the new film from Wes Anderson, that master of archly sculpted dialogue and meticulous, retrofitted design. The arrival of The Grand Budapest Hotel is particularly appropriate, for this is the moment in the Anderson oeuvre when he turns to consider all things Mitteleuropäische – refracted, as a closing credit tells us, through the work of the prolific Austrian writer Stefan Zweig.
Zweig specialised in novellas – Letter from an Unknown Woman, Fear, The Royal Game
– normally designed to illuminate some plangent melodrama in interwar
Vienna. Without being a direct adaptation of anything specific, The
Grand Budapest Hotel distils many of the story's elements. Anderson has
concocted what is essentially a Ruritanian
picaresque, stuffed full of bizarre character studies, and fashioned
with his, by now familiar, handcrafted attention to detail. In fact,
like much of Anderson's work, you get the feeling many of the scenes
have been lifted directly from a sketchbook; certain sequences here are
animated with little discernible effect on the general sensibility.
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