Frank Ritz’s review published on Letterboxd:
If someone were to ever ask me to describe bliss, I'd just show them the end of the movie; probably the entirety of the Grocery Store, from "Old Man River" through "Let Her Dance". I also, simultaneously, curse Wes Anderson, for perfectly capturing this feeling, thus making me realize, I will never experience this kind of blissful happiness in my real life ever, therefore, it's overwhelming happiness starts to make me sad. So fuck you, Wes. But also, thank you for creating one of my all-time favorite movies, and I'm glad I'm going to have it forever. I feel pretty strongly my feelings on this one aren't going to waver too much.
This is definitely Top 2 for movies I've watched the most times (Die Hard is it's cohort), and it's the first time I've ever consciously realized it's a (multiple) heist movie, which probably is why I love it so much... well, it's that and Ash. He's one of my favorite characters ever, and I was shocked to see how much I still can just feel him. The thing that actually elevates it though is that everyone is just dynamite; whether it's Bean's dipshit son, or Petey, no character has a wasted moment. Dialogue crackles with flair, and it's probably Wes' most plot-oriented film, and I just. Yeah. It's just got all the goods.
At this point Feels like coming home to family or something.