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Monday, February 9, 2015

Grand Budapest Hotel

I hadn't even heard about this movie until the Golden Globes were handed out and the Oscar nominations were announced.  Before that, we hadn't even seen trailers for it when we went to the movies. 


It's a gentle comedy-drama.  A flashback within a flashback within a flashback.  The Author tells a story from his memoir, a visit he made in 1968, to a dilapidated Alpine hotel, long past its prime, called the Grand Budapest Hotel.  There he met the hotel's mysterious owner, Zero Moustafa, who tells the story of why the hotel means so much to him.

It's 1932, the hotel is in its prime, and young Zero is a lobby boy at the hotel, being mentored by Monsieur Gustave, the hotel concierge.  Gustave is framed for murder, and Zero joins him as he tries to clear his name.

The film is artsy, it is quirky, it is humorous and thought-provoking.  Rich in characters that can draw you in and keep you involved.  At times it felt like an audio-visual version of the rich pastries Zero's girlfriend Agatha was baking at her job at Mendel's, sweet and rich and very satisfying.

I can't wait to see what happens with this film on Oscar night.

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