The movie follows internationally famous oceanographer Steve Zissou and his crew, Team Zissou, as they set sail on an expedition in order to seek revenge on a mythical shark for causing the death of his partner.
For some, Anderson's world is too hermetically sealed and downright strange to be affecting; for others, there's an irresistible charm to his eccentric characters.
While one may expect a little more consistency from a film with such acclaim, consistency is hardly the order of the day when one is making iconoclastic and unconventional movies like Anderson does.
Anderson needs to diversify his bag of tricks A.S.A.P. -- unless he wants to exhaust his audiences' good will by cycling them through the same dreary spirals of ennui as he does his characters.
The director magically conjures emotional dividends in the film's invigorating last moments, which wordlessly celebrate an underrated and truly Andersonian virtue: solidarity.
Much of what happens feels rough, as if Anderson never completed his shooting script... But individual moments... just might keep you entertained throughout the film's near-two-hour running time
