‘Asteroid City’: Stars, galaxies, and the meaning of life
When an artist is described as an “acquired taste,” the implication is that the taste is worth acquiring. Wes Anderson, whose new movie is “Asteroid City,” is a writer-director I have long been on the fence about. He is a true original, and yet what he originates can often seem confoundingly peculiar. He’s the cult director par excellence for obsessive-compulsive cineastes.
I don’t know that “Asteroid City,” co-written
