The Grand Budapest Hotel – Film Review
The Grand Budapest Hotel. I was recommended to watch the movie and I did. I loved the elegance especially seen in the postures of the actors. Straight position, untouched, not losing their attitude and by all means unaffected. The very first time I saw the movie, I was touched deeply. I was touched from the moment when I saw Mr. Gustav with his back to the camera, staring from the balcony, entering the frame, appearing en profil, 1932, waiting for a moment and then walking elegantly towards the door in a straight line. Everything in the film, even the most chaotic moments, seemed so measured and accurate. I felt a great amount of beautiful sensations while watching the movie. All the colors, all those bright and wonderful colors, they nourished my soul. I felt as if I’m in a higher state. A high artistic state. I got so much inspiration, so many ideas, I felt like painting, dancing, writing. I also loved the language. What a beautiful use of language. I wish people would speak as courteously as that in our time. The politeness, seen in every single person, even the vile Dmitry, is beautiful. The blended use of French, English and German was beautiful too. The movie invites us to be nice to each other despite everything.
I also loved what seemed to me as one of those odd , out of the blue, unexpected moments that you find in French films, for example when two older married women would suddenly start to make out: when Mr. Gustave and Zero took off the Boy with Apple painting, and Zero hanging a painting of two naked ladies making lesbian love, or the part when Mr. Gustave says to Dmitry: “I thought I was supposed to be a fucking faggot” and Dmitry responds: “You are. You’re bisexual”. Or the brief moment when we see Mr. Gustave being orally satisfied by a very old lady.
I loved the hysterically fast movements or reactions of the characters. The part when Mr. Gustave calls Mr. Mosher, and Mr. Mosher immediately opens the window and responds to Mr. Gustav. Or the part when Zero asks Agatha to marry him and she says ‘yes’ in a fraction of a second. Zero wanted to find someone who he could love forever, and so he did. He lost her but he could never get over her loss. Mr. Gustave who would never stop enjoying life, he wants to find peace. The characters in the film sometimes humorously expose familiar human features, the way that people treat each other or what they ‘actually’ mean by saying or not saying something. The actors made such great use of their voices, all of them. The English of some characters in different accents is very expressive too.
I have watched the film so many times that I cannot watch it again with the same enthusiasm ever.
Gor Aroevic, acting student