I'm surprised no one here's gone to see this yet. I seem to remember there being quite a few Wes Anderson fan on here.
Well, it was good, like all his other films, but sadly... it was EXACTLY like all his other films. There was about three Kinks songs thrown in. There were the odd camera angles stolen from Alfred Hitchcock. There were camers pans going from one window to another telling you little side stories about characters who are not part of the main story. There were wide, beautifully shot set peices that look like Hallmark cards. There were the characters who were odd but loveable. And at the end, we got the characters to show that above all else, they really care for each other, no matter what.
I really did like this film, but I'm PRAYING that Wes Anderson finally does a film that he doesn't write or have a personal interest in. I'd love to se him direct a murder mystery or even an action film... ANYTHING but the same thing he's done with his past five films.
If you have siblings, you'll probably find your self saying "My brother/sister is EXACTLY like that." at some point during the film. Every few minutes, you would get two of the three brothers telling each other something and then saying "...but don't tell the third brother." I sware, I've had those moments so many times and then I'd go and tell anyway just outta spite. It had me laughing throught the whole film.
Overall, really good film, but it's getting kinda tiresome and he needs to do something different for once, not that I'm complaining.
The New Yorker gave this a relatively positive review -- Anderson's now an established "darling." The film is ho-hum. Anderson needs to break out of his teenage sensibility and mature to real film-making. The teenage thing worked for Rushmore because the protagonist was a teenager. Anderson showed some thematic depth with Royal Tenenbaums -- family dynamics, forgiveness, being humane v. egotism, etc., but Life Aquatic didn't follow up. Darjeeling Limited fails also. Too precious! Wes, try to connect with the audience. Stop the D-baggery.