Budapest Pests

Every couple of years I’m told by elite critis: Wes Anderson has done it again! Another irreverent classic! Another masterpiece! Whoo-hoo Wes Anderson!

And here we go again with “The Grand Budapest Hotel.”

Like everything else We Anderson, someday I will catch “The Grand Budapest Hotel” on HBOShowtimeCinemaxStarz and likely discover that it’s just another hyper-precious, self-conscious exercise in hipster irony that loses me in less than 15 minutes.

LOVED Rushmore.

Liked The Royal Tennenbaums.

Everything since has been perfectly shot, perfectly quirky, and left me perfectly numb.