Time was kind to The Darjeeling Limited, the film grows in scope and importance with the passing of the years. Wes Anderson's least funny but most detailed and meditative film features excellent performances, especially by newcomer to Wes's world Adrien Brody, a deceivingly profound narrative and, ultimately, an enlightening journey.
Aesthetically it's a beautiful film but thematically I can't get past its postcolonialist and often racist views, which reach their height on a scene where an indian boy dies solely to provide their three white characters for a chance to do heroic stuff and move the plot and their character development further. It is a very problematic scene which pulled me instantly out of it and made me ultimately dislike it.
Yet another aesthetical achievement of Anderson, with his symmetrical trademark popping out in the middle of indian chaos. I'm trying to interpret Darjeeling with a underlying irony for the ignorant white men faced with "exotic" cultures - because if I subtract the irony, it's just another disrespectful film whose only pro is being pleasing to the eye. And what's up with "flat" women of color in Anderson's movies?