The first twenty minutes people were driving me insane. Everyone’s laugh in the theater at the little Wes Anderson tricks seemed unbelievably forced on some “I laughed earlier than you because I get!!!” 

I did settle in and enjoyed the movie. I really thought the dialogue and writing was better than the film itself; Adrien Brody’s art rant, “self-reflection is an act that should be done in private or not at all”, and my favorite piece was Jefferey Wright’s tangent on why he wrote about food.

I thought the ending cheapened the whole thing but w/e