It doesn't seem as though the members of this hall of fame are very fond of Wes Anderson, and as is the case with his movies, you almost have to be a fan of his style to enjoy them. They are very unique to him, and you won't find any convincing imitations. He has a deep attention to detail for his mise en scene that, for some, might seem like clutter, but everything is meticulously placed at the exact markers he wants them to create a whimsically delightful painting in every frame. This applies more so to
The Grand Budapest Hotel than to any of his other films, or at least this is the film he cranked that idea all the way up. He also has a unique voice in film writing than doesn't offer any imitators either. His sense of humor is one that I greatly appreciate, but those who are turned off by him are virulently turned off by his attempts at humor. They are often dismissive of his "quirk" and label him a one-trick pony. His color palette is also to be admired, from the yellow and blues of
The Life Aquatic and the oranges of
Fantastic Mr. Fox to the pinks, purples, and even the usage of black and grey in
The Grand Budapest. The colors in his films fit into the mise en scene I was talking about earlier. They must be meticulously chosen, because they stand out so much. You know a Wes Anderson film when you see it, and that's not a good thing to everyone.
The Grand Budapest Hotel is deeply steeped in all of the things that make up a Wes Anderson film. If you don't like Wes Anderson, then you won't like this film. It was never going to win over any detractors, but if you like Wes Anderson, this film was made for you and me.