The Grand Budapest Hotel

What happened, my dear Zero, is I beat the living shit out of a sniveling little runt called Pinky Bandinski, because if we've learned one thing from Penny Dreadfuls, it's that you can't be a candy ass; you've got to earn their respect. You should take a long look at his ugly mug this morning.

What happened, my dear Zero, is I beat the living shit out of a sniveling little runt called Pinky Bandinski, because if we’ve learned one thing from Penny Dreadfuls, it’s that you can’t be a candy ass; you’ve got to earn their respect. You should take a long look at his ugly mug this morning.

I admit it without reservation that with the exception of one of his films I’m a dedicated Wes Anderson fan and have loved with varying degrees all of his films.  One of which easily sits in my top ten favourite films of all time. So it comes to no great surprise that I loved The Grand Budapest Hotel.

Where his previous film Moonrise Kingdom was a movie that managed to epitomise youthful innocence The Grand Budapest Hotel answers the question “what if Wes Anderson were to make a thriller in his distinct style?”.

Obviously a thriller in Wes Anderson’s style never going to look like a film like Se7en (however after seeing the film you’ll note the connection!) it does contain violence, swearing, chases, double crosses, shoot outs and sex. It’s a homage to the thriller genre probably most drawing from the caper films of the 40s.

Without a doubt it’s hilarious, shot beautifully and performed with such perfect exactness by an incredibly talented cast. Ralph Fiennes must be singled out as an extraordinary force that drives the film forward accompanied  by Tony Revolori as the wide eyed “Zero” his lobby boy.

I also kind of enjoyed watching a film in good old fashioned 2D that didn’t rely on giant special effects, just crisp dialog and wonderful performances.

If you hate Wes Anderson (honestly I can’t help you) then by all means you should avoid this but for anyone else this is a delightful film that has some great Anderson visuals and an impressive cast, go check it out!

So apparently we’re back…

“For a man who swore he’d never return to conventional blogging…”

Now wait just a damn minute Captain sir!

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I don’t think I ever swore an oath on the matter I just needed some time to get away and consider what I wanted to get out of blogging.  I packed up my stuff along with this domain name and I went to stay in the country with our Tumblr friends for a while.  It was nice.

It helped a lot.

But then I wanted to write lots of words about stuff.

Tumblr just isn’t fantastic for that, it is fantastic though for images and quick reblogs and quite frankly I don’t think there’s a nicer community of fans out there.  But sometimes 140 characters isn’t enough (I know I can write longer on Facebook and Tumblr but hey I want my own place!!!).

So I’m back to this blog, a real’ish blog.

A blank empty blog where I can start throwing words up on the screen and you can all go ahead and ignore it because let’s face it, personal blogging seems to be a hard slog with little return.  It’s hard to build up a community on a personal blog, no one wants to read a bunch of words and even less care what I think about whatever.

Well that’s all cool, I’m not here for the fame and cigars, I’ll be happy if a couple of people read occasionally.  As long as I have somewhere to get this inane ramblings out of my head I’ll be happy enough.

So welcome back those who used to visit regularly and thank you for coming those who’ve never been to one of my blogs in the past.

It’s not going to be pretty.