I'm a huge Wes Anderson fan (Texans unite!), but this latest venture was a snoozefest.
Quirky is fine, but there's gotta be some genuine laughs or warmth along the way to allow for sand to become soil, otherwise no seeds can grow.
It was so unbearable that Dawn literally got up and stormed out less than halfway through.
She's never done that before, but I can promise you now that if I ever invite her to another Wes Anderson flick, she'll decline with a hearty No!
