Better than Asteroid City, not as transcendent as the best moments of The French Dispatch. A close cousin of The Grand Budapest Hotel with a less-wondrous script, but that film whiffed trying to make me feel something for its tragic characters. This was more restrained in that regard, and I appreciated its warmer denouement. Additional viewings might reveal more meat on the bone, considering all the religious content. Mia Threapleton is a revelation with perfect deadpan timing, Michael Cera also a welcome and overdue addition to Anderson's stock company. Del Toro finally getting another great role and delivering in spades.
