I watched it with my mother last night, and we both loved it! The Grand Budapest Hotel is surreal yet entertaining, lively, and amusing. Almost the whole way through, it made my mother and I scream with laughter, even at parts that otherwise would have been seen as morbid. Needless to say, I found this film very artistic in a way; and who wouldn't want to stay in a crazy pink hotel for lone artists and writers alike?
There were many surprises, some of them good, and some of them not so good. One of the things that irked me was the flash back sequence of present-day Zero and lobby boy Zero, though that may just be me being nit-picking over my favourite character; the two actors for Zero were obviously not chosen well, as the two were different ethnicities, which impacted a little on how believable the tale was. Then again, the whole film was rather bizzare - in its own impressive, unique way, of course - so it probably shouldn't stand out to me as much as it did.
Another shock was the language used throughout. Gustave H swore like a sailor, which was strange considering his flamboyancy and the era the film is set in. I really couldn't imagine people from the 30s-40s and backwards using such foul language - the worst that is said in Jeeves and Wooster is "bally", and even then Bertie gets a right ticking off!
The thing that I loved was the eye-candy of the whole hotel, and not to mention those mouth-wateringly gorgeous Mendel cakes dotted throughout the film! The interiors were wonderful, so much that I felt overwhelmed trying to take every last beautiful detail in; this film definitely needs a re-watch, just for the beauty!
The locations and scenery of Austria-Hungary was also a pleasure to watch, even in the dead of winter. There was lots of symbolism used throughout, even through little everyday objects, and the soundtrack was fantastic in providing atmosphere, even without an extremely tense 'Psycho' like feel.
I would definitely love to watch this again sometime.
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