Wes Anderson directs Bill Murray, Benicio del Torro and Jeffrey Wright in this anthology comedy realising the articles in the last ever issue of a fictional Paris travel supplement.
You know the font! You know the framing! Where’s Wally for hipsters. Every shot is crammed but rigidly composed, the cameo count is off the charts. Who can’t you spot in these never ending tableaux? Is it his weakest effort yet? Probably. The affectation only fitfully bears fruit. del Toro (bearded) and Léa Seydoux (nude)’s prison artist and muse love affair is the only story worthy of the care and attention given to it. Jeffery Wright’s performance as a James Baldwin type is the only one that rises up above over qualified marionette status. Though Bill Murray is always a welcome presence. Anderson at his most inadequate is still better than most on their finest day.
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