The Grand Budapest Hotel was Wes Anderson’s 2014 romp, featuring the usual signatures we’ve come to expect.
The Grand Budapest Hotel – Look the Film’s return…
I had the honour of watching the film with one Peter Raben, who I count as one of three fans of the Look the Film series in the world (the second being me, and third being a stranger I have to convince myself is looking on). So taking the honourable Mr Raben as my inspiration, Look the Film is back, bringing you the JP Jopling style from The Grand Budapest Hotel.
I’ve decided to take a more catwalk approach to LTF from here on in, so we start with a Daks leather jacket, as reported from Milan Fashion Week 2013 on The Fashionisto (can’t find a listed priced on this number, but I’d plump for a clean £1,000 at a guess). The knee length cut brings out a suitably bad-guys-in-WWII look for what has to be Anderson’s most menacing character to date. The slow chase scene between Willem Defoe’s JP Jopling and Jeff Goldblum was a highlight for me in The Grand Budapest Hotel – funny, but Jopling’s dark wardrobe and underbite fangs gave it a suitable creepiness.
On the sorry excuse for trousers I have used, take your pick from the following:
- I have no idea where you could possibly buy such impossibly short trousers, or
- I am pretending to have no idea where you could possibly buy such impossibly short trousers.
As a result I have plumped for some Rick Owens DRKSHDW Men’s Black Prisoner Drawstring Trousers, £252.00 at Oki-Ni. They have a suitably short look, and while not being quite smart enough, they would give an extra layer of warmth when the elasticated cuffs (are they still called cuffs when they are all the way down there?) are stuffed into your jackboots.
Speaking of which, Ali Express offered up these Retro Combat Boots, which was probably exactly what wardrobe asked for when prepping for the film ($48.15 – £28.99). Now, as retail websites go Ali Express looks a little down market (who am I to scoff, I’ve referenced products from Surplus & Outdoors in the past) but here’s what I realised – The Grand Budapest Hotel is most definitely a winter film and we are creeping slowly towards summer, so I’m taking what I can get.
I stole a polo neck from the Versace Autumn/Winter 14-15 catwalk rundown via GQ (see image 22 – glancing on Amazon I would hazard a guess at this setting you back around £141.75) and finished up with gloves from Merola gloves found on Mr Porter (£135).
Total Cost: £1557.74 (not including the price of a fang-graft, which I am pretty sure you can’t get on the NHS).
Check out my JP Jopling Pinterest board to marvel at just how short those trousers really were.
Huzzah. Huzzah. I knew in my heart of hearts that spending a fortnight learning how to bookmark a website on the World Wide Interweb would one day pay its just rewards. Mr. Sherry has arisen ( that we are days shy of Easter is not lost those of us who predicted the crossover between fashion and religion ) and blessed us with his acerbic chic-ness. I only hope that Mr. Sherry once again ventures out in his neighborhood of jerk chicken stands and halal delicatessens to attend more cinema, so I will know what to wear to the Temple next sabbath.
Cheers.