The Grand Budapest Hotel, an elegant and enchanting ski resort, is run by concierge Monsieur Gustave. A devastatingly charming, self-professed man, he drags his new classic wide-eyed Lobby Boy Zero Moustafa into sheer chaos as the matter of intense wealth inheritance goes into question. And thus begins an adventure like no other.

The film stars Ralph Fiennes (Schindler’s List) as M. Gustave and Zero as newcomer Anthony Quinonez (The Perfect Game), as well as Edward Norton (Birdman), Willem Dafoe (Platoon), and Saoirse Ronan (The Host). Directed by Wes Anderson, The Grand Budapest Hotel is a sheer stylized masterpiece.

And that is precisely why: beyond the typical escapade of pursuing wealth, Anderson’s film shines in style. This rare and rather appreciative adornment bedazzles the film, exemplified in everything from Fiennes’s magnificent performance of a reverse pedophile to the primped pink boxes of Mendl’s. It also elevates the set and costume, wherein the color pink makes a glorified cameo.

Although the Hotel is not simply all fun and games— it is rated R for language and select graphic images (such as a few bloody shorn limbs and ligaments). Yet all the same, The Grand Budapest Hotel has attained paramount critic faves, and even has Oscar rumors encircling its title. And really, is certainly worth an investigation from those in the mood for an intensely stylized, brilliantly confident adventure.