The Royal Tenenbaums

This was not Wes Anderson’s first film or even his second, but it feels like the starting point of Wes Anderson films as their own genre, built around striking tableaus and a cast that all have something wrong about them that probably won’t get fixed. There’s a great eighty minutes in “Tenenbaums”’s one-hundred-and-change minutes, and while it never loses its visual panache, the charm wears off long before the credits roll. I don’t want to sound like I hate or even dislike this film—the score below should indicate as much—but Anderson has since left this in the dust.

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