An all-star cast checks into The Grand Budapest Hotel for Wes
Anderson's colourful farce. A tale within a tale the film begins in the present
with ageing author (Tom Wilkinson) recalling the time he checked into the
dilapidated Grand Budapest Hotel in the fictional Alpine region of Zubrowka in
the late 1960's. There his younger self (Jude Law) once met the Grand
Budapest's reclusive owner Zero Moustafa (F. Murray Abraham), a
multi-millionaire who visits the hotel every year and insists on staying in the
smallest room.
Zero recounts to the writer
the story of his mentor Monsieur Gustave H, the impeccably mannered concierge
at The Grand Budapest Hotel back in its heyday. Played in a rare comic
performance Ralph Fiennes like a swearier version of 50s matinee idol Dirk
Bogarde, the flamboyant Monsieur Gustave is loved by the guests at Grand
Budapest Hotel, particularly the female residents towards whose every need
Gustave pays close attention too.
Gustave is particularly fond
of 84-year old Madame D. (a heavily made-up Tilda Swinton) much to the chagrin
of her son Dmitri (Adrien Brody), a fascist with a menacing bodyguard (Willem
Dafoe) who for some reason disapproves of his mother having intimate relations
with a lowly concierge. A stolen painting and a murder throw Gustave's life
into chaos as both he and his trusty young lobby boy Zero (Tony Levoroli) are pursued
across the Alps by police led by Henckels
(Edward Norton). The Grand Budapest Hotel
recalls classic screwball comedies from the early days of the Talkies when
the Marx Brothers would make highly literate but delightfully silly movies like
Duck Soup though this has an
idiosyncratic charm all of its own.
"Was he a good dog?"
"Who's to say? But he didn't deserve to
die."
Other recommended films by
this unique filmmaker include Rushmore (1998),
The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou (2004),
and The Darjeeling Limited (2007).