It's as if Wes Anderson has forgotten how to make a Wes Anderson film. This is the worst movie that I've seen this year. Del Toro and the main girl were awful, feels like he's really forcing the "matter of fact" drab delivery that added some melancholic sympathy to a lot of his earlier, wealthy characters and made them more personable. It really feels like he's just running a name drop enterprise at this point. His last three movies feel like they were made by a completely different director, if he makes another one I'm probably going to pass.
It's wild how much music, or lack of music in this film's case, impacts the composition and while I normally side with John Carpenter's idea that it's best served as an afterthought to fill in the background, Anderson's earlier movies used it in such a nice way to mirror and mimic tone and add humanity to a lot of topics that the average person probably wouldn't care all that much about due to being so removed from. This movie sounds like they recorded an air conditioning unit and played it back at minimum volume for the entire run. There are just basic filmmaking techniques completely absent here and it's perplexing why they were left out. He does weird camera movements in a few scenes that don't tonally seem to fit at all and make an otherwise calm exposition feel stressful. Everything has mostly lost the whimsical feeling of a story taking place in a carefully curated and crafted world. It feels like shitty Kubrick with the plot of The Phantom Menace