Our host for this evening (Brian Cranston) tells a story of a playwright Conrad Earp (Edward Norton), and his efforts to have his play concocted. It's a story of a group of child prodigies in the titular "Asteroid City", particularly one Woodrow Steenbeck (Jake Ryan), whose father (Jason Schwartzmann) has brought him and his trio of sisters here for space camp but also is attempting to break the news of their mother's death. The eclectic group of people in this tiny town meet, interact, fall in love, and live their lives, as a special event begins to unfold...
If you don't like Wes Anderson, don't watch this.
It's a very "Wes Anderson" film: long rat-a-tat camera shutter dialogue, completely deadpan sensibilities, immaculate summetrical sets, an eye for Americana, and a coffeeshop hipster sensibility.
If you like Wes Anderson? This is your jam, there are some good jokes, there is a strong pace, it feels like his Middle class reflections on quarantine, and its bizarre, out-of-this-world plottings (I couldn't resist) are reacted to with a droll eye and a raised eyebrow. I chuckled a lot.
It loses itself a bit in its "wake up, go to sleep" scene at the ened, but enough things are rolling along by that point that its ending is earned.

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