The concierge of a posh hotel at a remote European location is wrongly accused of murder. He and his Middle Eastern bellboy will go through many adventures while figting to clear his name and receive a fat inheritance to which he is entitled.
Somewhat feeble as a textual object, but quite impressive as a succession of images. Anderson is a master of mise en scène and composition, but I am not sure this story and these characters are of any consequence.
Rating: 50
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