The king of whimsical hipster film has returned, this time with something a little more disappointing.
The usual cast assembled, the trademark 180degree pans appeared and the POV shots established right from the start. Unfortunately The Kinks and Elliot Smith don't sit well in 1930's Europe so that's a swing and a miss.
I was let down with the plot, it was rather boring with small snippets of humour. It seemed not as much effort had been poured in. No elaborate lists or wonderful collections. No Wes worlds, at one stage there is an escape route map, we hardly see it. It's those small wee details that took the magic away a bit.
The aspect ratio also frustrated me. A mix between 16:9 and what seemed 3:4 to distinguish between periods of time. Not necessary and rather distracting.
It's a nice film, something to enjoy but it most certainly is not his best. Go instead to see The life aquatic on the Talk ship as part of the Glasgow Film Festival, see Murray at his finest.
Good night
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