THE GRAND BUDAPEST HOTEL Wes Anderson gets bloody and cussy.
  • THE GRAND BUDAPEST HOTEL Wes Anderson gets bloody and cussy.

The excellent phrase "a glimmer of civilization in the barbaric slaughterhouse we know as humanity" is used twice in The Grand Budapest Hotel. Those words could describe a few things. They could refer to (1) the Grand Budapest Hotel, a pink-and-white pristine resort that, like a colossal, obnoxiously ornate gâteau, sits high in the mountains of the Republic of Zubrowka. Or those words could refer to (2) M. Gustave (Ralph Fiennes), the revered concierge of said establishment. With his sharp purple jacket and crisp black bow tie and immaculate mustache, Gustave rules the Grand Budapest with enchanting grace and fastidious obsession, ensuring everyone is doted on—particularly the guests he feels a particular affinity for. And there's one final thing those words might refer to: (3) Wes Anderson's latest, The Grand Budapest Hotel...

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