Wes Anderson dialled himself up to eleven on this one to produce a delightfully esoteric film that is so absurdly self aware it's in conversation with itself, making for an entertainingly quirky experience. Anderson is a polarising director, and if you love his style then you will find yourself enthralled by the beautifully crafted set design, devilishly deadpan performances, and clever writing, though if you are not a fan it's unlikely this will convert you. Absurdism at its best, as only pastel technicolour celluloid can deliver, a must see for Anderson fans and cinephiles alike. 8.76/10