Oh dear. I can see why Roger Moore's Bond became somewhat a joke. I'm not sure the writers, producers and directors were taking it seriously. Pretty sure that Moore was not.
Silly, plodding with long and unnecessary scenery slowly going past to show off what? The budget and sets?
Ropey and Rapey.
That's pretty much this movie.
Definitively styled and shot by Wes Andersen so that it is almost an homage to himself or a parody of his work, but brilliantly so.
Excellent cast of the usual suspects and the story is swimming with imagery (and a few nods to the Shining perhaps?) and the symmetry of his camera shots is played, then overplayed and played again for good measure.
The pace is rollicking, the dialogue witty and erudite, the shocking gruesome brutality of reality is presented…