I’d sum this film up in one word “bemusing.”
I wasn’t amused, nor did I laugh out loud, nor did I feel moved – it was one long state of bemusement, which I define as amusement but more cutesy.
I did go the distance, the only one of the Oscars Best Picture noms I’ve seen. I watched it on a plane and had no erstwhile bed to retreat too. I’m as anti-hipster as the next Alabama guy, but I admit I actually liked it. I don’t really see bemusement as the accomplishment of a Best Picture.
My advice to Mr. Anderson, which I’m sure he needs like a headache, is more Willem Dafoe.