I don’t understand the acclaim for Best Picture winner Birdman, a dull and unpleasant movie about dull and unpleasant people, with some of the most annoying drumming ever put to film. I was partial to The Grand Budapest Hotel, which is charming, humane, and moving — perhaps the best thing Wes Anderson has ever done.
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Rich Lowry is the editor in chief of National Review.
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