Maybe it was because India is so bright and beautiful and exotic, to the tourist's and movie-goer's eyes. Maybe it was the way the characters felt really REAL, fascinating and absurd and pathetic and majestic, all at the same time. And maybe it was the way it was shot and cut and directed and acted, all very subtly, vividly, kinetically. He just brings So Much to the screen, but always leaves that space that demands the audience step up and meet him on the platform, with our own individual "baggage" we've brought along. So Much in the way that people and relationships can be both lamented And celebrated. Just So Much that's implied rather than stated. I think he was really hittin' his stuff on all cylinders in this one. And Yes, it has much in common with the rest of director Wes Anderson's stuff, visually and thematically and tonally, in the best ways, if you ask me. Through the spaces between people, as well as within India. Instead, it's one of those that has to be seen to be believed, and is worlds-better experienced than recounted. It's just Not One of Those kinds of movies. Watch the thing, and you'll see how it's not something that adds up to the sum of its what-not. It's this bright, expansive, random, happy, sad, funny, stupid, and wise trip that these 3 brothers take, and I'm not here to give you the play by play.
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