Premise: The
intertwined stories of numerous people in the Grand Hotel.
These early
Best Picture winners sure are snoozers. Here's a good indicator of what I mean.
Grand Hotel holds the distinction of being the only Best Picture winner
with only a single nomination. Nothing else about the movie other than the
movie itself was nominated. Not acting. Not directing. Not writing. Not any
technical category. Grand Hotel is the equivalent of a sports team that
wins a championship without an All-Star on its roster. The cast is good. It's
pretty much as star-studded as you could get in 1932: Greta Garbo, two
Barrymores, Joan Crawford. I appreciate the ensemble factor of the storytelling.
I feel like those movies have a hard time winning these days. My attention just
repeatedly trailed off while watching this. I did that thing where I was
watching and realized I'd missed everything that happened for the last five
minutes. It's more forgettable than bad.
Verdict:
Weakly Don't Recommend
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