Wes Anderson's 'Isle of Dogs' is often captivating, but cultural sensitivity gets lost in translation
What do you do after you've made yet another beautiful film in a career defined - some might say stymied - by an obsessive devotion to beauty?
If you're Wes Anderson, the writer-director behind such meticulously crafted art-house miniatures as "Moonrise Kingdom" and "The Grand Budapest Hotel," maybe you try giving ugliness a chance. Or rather, you set yourself the challenge of making ugliness beautiful, of finding ravishment in a bleak dystopian panorama strewn with toxic waste sites, abandoned factories and towering heaps of rubbish.
Being Wes Anderson, you then cobble together a story in which the underdogs populating this grim landscape are actual dogs, voiced by a human cast that includes several regular collaborators (Bill Murray, Jeff Goldblum, etc.) and given form and movement by
