Tuesday, 15 April 2014

The Grand Hotel Budapest

Blimey, I was absolutely delighted! These are the reasons why:

Foreword - I had no background information about the director or the plot (which I reckon is based on a book). Thus, I shall present you only with direct impressions concerning the movie.

Firstly, the cast – well, it seemed over-starred in the poster but in the actual film each of the renowned face had about five minutes maximum to star on the screen. It would be rather pointless to describe the plot, for it is quite convoluted and surprisingly insignificant. What makes the film worth praising is the humor, although no scene was hysterically funny, it was all rather “sweet”, witty humor edging towards absurdity. There were some funny bits that require good background knowledge for understanding, for instance, the manager of the Grand Budapest (Ralph Fiennes) is to inherit a painting called Boy With Apple, he goes to a lounge in a big house to pick it up where there are other paintings, he remarks that everything apart from Boy With Apple is a “worthless piece of shit”, removes his heritage off the wall and, not to leave a blank patch on the wall, replaces it with an erotic painting by Egon Schiele, then runs down a passageway and we can distinctly see a picture of Gustave Klimt’s somewhere on the floor – by the way, has anybody ever heard of Boy With Apple?

An important feature of this movie is, of course, metatextuality. What the heck is that? Well, it means that there’s a story within a story (perhaps within a story within a story – yes! this is actually The Grand Hotel Budapest’s case), or, as Lisa once patiently explained to her father Homer Simpson, “like when you’re watching TV and in the TV, there are people who are watching TV”. However, the audience can easily orientate in the plot even though the main character’s - Gustave H (Ralph Fiennes, yes, I believe this was the main character) – storyline is the “forth TV”; in other words, the fourth layer of perspective.

I do not find my review very convincing, I was dreading writing it but I hope you understand my enthusiasm somehow. What is the most valuable thing for me, is that the setting is Central Europe, there are associations that the American audience can hardly work out and that the movie, despite its production and cast, is not very Hollywood-like as you would think.


Matěj Vašíček