Friday, July 4, 2014

Grand Budapest Hotel Movie Review


THE GRAND BUDAPEST HOTEL: A CINEMATIC SOJOURN OF OPULENT DELIGHT!



When I was whisked off into the grandiosity of Pre WWII Bohemia, delighted by the opulent grace of a lost time romanticized by Emily Post in her post WWII book of etiquette my little glass of whiskey was nearly forgotten so absorbed had I become by the screen upon which shone The Grand Budapest Hotel.  Had I known that the impeccable manners of the it’s legendary concierge and gigolo H. Gustave, played by Ralph Fiennes would be reflected in the serene and boyish mannerisms of his faithful protégé, the equally legendary Lobby Boy Zero Mustafa played by Anthony Quinonez I should have ordered a glass of some similarly magnificent cognac instead.  I was titillated to discover the all-star casting which further glorified this beautifully engineered cinematic gem to a level of esteem I reserve for only a few films…



My critical taste is always attracted to films characterized by unique and complex beauty both technically and conceptually regardless of whether the subject is tragic, dramatic or comedic in nature; a film should always be conceived and executed as a work of art.  Those who have faithfully followed my cinematic critiques understand that it is not my intention to disclose a film’s plot; why should I recount what cliffs notes will eventually inadequately do in the eventuality of fate?  The point of my critique is to point out the many wondrous facets of a movies mechanics and aesthetics with the intent that the reader will be moved to go and see them and I never, ever bother to expend valuable time reviewing a poorly crafted film.  How valuable and reliable my opinion  may only be measured after you have seen what I have seen and then let us compare how we have both opined…  for now I urge you to see The Grand Budapest Hotel and presently I shall endeavor to tell you why you should after a  sip of cognac…



H. Gustav personifies the eloquent icon of pre WWII aristocratic gentlemanliness targeting it as a romantic mirage expiring in the tenuous wake of Nazi Germany.  He represents the old world order of the European aristocracy a man who handsomely preserves the charmed lifestyle of the Belle Epoch within the finite perimeter of his magnificent hotel as a last refuge for a privileged class unfortunate enough to have survived the ravages of WWI.  



He takes on Zero, the Lobby Boy as a protégé to which he intends to hand down the obsolete rites of courtly etiquette. 



It might be argued that the European aristocracy might not have even bothered to notice the Nazis if it were not for the fact that they eventually began to threaten their economic power base.  The Nazis interference with virtually every aspect of life in Europe eventually touched the heretofore untouchable nobility, in this film it became a mortal struggle over a priceless renaissance painting.  The painting is perhaps a metaphor for the power struggle between Hitler who coveted and began to steal the entirety of Europe’s art treasures and the divine right of the nobility to dominate the ownership of priceless creations of humanity under the edict of divine right.  Fatefully one of H. Gustav’s aristocratic female patrons bequeaths a priceless painting to him upon her untimely death proving herself to be, “un vrai amoureaux”, rather than a mere hedonistic coquette.  The belle dame’s controversial gift is the springboard for this films conflict officially naming the thief of European culture and clothing it in the trappings of handsomely tailored, fascist uniforms…



These days so much attention is paid to the faithful recreation of historic costume and all of it good.  We witnessed such amazing tailoring craftsmanship in 12 Years A Slave, Anna Karenina, Belle and The Duchess, etc. all fabulously and authentically costumed period films.  Gentlemen and especially my fellow Dandies will all swear by the virtuous floor length curly grey lamb’s wool greatcoat worn by Adrian Brody cast as an SS Officer named Dimitri. 



After the witty set design we saw in Anna Karenina this film has chosen to employ a series of handsomely crafted miniature architectural models as contextual vignettes almost as if the movie has magically taken place in a vintage, hand crafted train model.  The effect is brilliant, the architectural interiors, beaux arts, art nouvelle, art moderne and as shown in the opening, an unfortunate but typical 1960’s-70’s-ish decomposed interior of the grand lobby are all amazingly interpreted. 



I did not pay so much attention to the musical score as I did the lighting and color, texture and ambience created by the director.  The general look of the film was confectionary much like meticulously crafted miniature set models and much like the delightful confections  called “Courtesan Au Chocolat” from a utopian patisserie called Mendl’s .  



This “Jewel-Box quality gave the film a warm and romantic sensibility as if seen from the eyes of a child or from an old man recalling life through his child’s-eyes…



The hotel itself remains a great mystery… maintained over the years with only a handful of guests, visually altered due to the immense cost of upkeep yet privately owned by the wealthy Zero who inherited it from his benefactor and mentor eventually becoming the hotels concierge in grand fashion.  All fantasy since The Grand Budapest Hotel does not and has never actually existed save in this delightfully rendered film…   All the more reason to see this rare and evanescing wonder of the old world…

FIN

WRITTEN BY: BIGDADDY BLUES 7-4-14
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