davidehrlich’s review published on Letterboxd:
Wes Anderson at his most visually inventive and least emotionally involving. anthologies will do that to ya. starts strong (Jacques Tati! Dirty Tilda! Benicio doing the mr. fox growl a lot), peters out as it goes. fun enough to be worthy of an editor’s burial, which is really the best any of us can hope for in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity.