I should say first of all that I am not a huge Wes Anderson fan. Over the years, I've accumulated a bit of a tolerance to his work; I loved RUSHMORE, but liked each successive movie a little bit less than the one before (at least until MOONRISE KINGDOM). On more than one occasion, I've been one of those critics accusing Anderson of making the same film over and over and hoping he would try something different.

I've never been happier to be wrong about a filmmaker.

This is the most Wes Andersonian Wes Anderson movie, and I am head over heels in love with it. The whole thing is pure cinematic bliss, but the comedy and pathos and incredible production design and camera moves (Wes making the zoom cool again like whoa) are all working in service of explaining why Anderson makes his movies his way: to carry forward this lost art in a world that believes it has no place for it.