theflickchick’s review published on Letterboxd:
I didn't review this on the day I watched it because I simply couldn't find the words to describe it. Its sadness, its darkness, its humanity, its humour are all on such a unique level. Even the visually disturbing and unpleasant aspects are framed perfectly and the sadness unfolds so naturally that the film doesn't feel like a downer even if its melancholic story is woven into everything.
I knew I'd like this but it really is something special, even for Wes Anderson. Even now, I'm not sure how to describe it. It felt like I was watching a novel in all the best ways. If you're in a good headspace in terms of mental health and haven't seen this yet, I cannot recommend it enough. It's surprisingly gory in places but the visual darkness never overstays its welcome and the sheer beauty and art of the film is so worth being sucked into. It's a tender story about a friendship between two men with personal struggles and those stories are so hard to come by, making this truly special aside from its painting-like cinematography.