A refrain circulating in some film circles: Wes Anderson is done. Audiences are tired of his films of planimetric perfection and clear-line detail. The Grand Budapest Hotel turned this filmmaker with a very personal aesthetic into a figure who was both prestigious and very popular, into a director cool for all audiences. His following films, such as the experimental The French Chronicle either the very idiosyncratic Asteroid City They revealed that Anderson is a more daring and complex filmmaker than his luscious images and star-studded casts would suggest.