More Coppola presence–the big man himself and the creative output of his family–in this one than any previous Anderson project. Even has them all suffering in the jungle together.

I once did an acting project where the creator asked people to put their hands up if they wanted to be a part of it, and then went ahead dutifully inventing parts for everyone. The Post-Budapest Wes instalments have each reminded me a bit of this method. Everyone wants to work…