This is not nearly as good as The Grand Budapest Hotel, which I have yet to watch again in the era of the movie review blog. But if you like dry humour, and surreal comedy, and quirky soundtracks, you could do much worse than give this a go on a quiet, pandemic lockdown kind of night.
Particularly if you own it on DVD and the internet is flaky because too many people are Zooming their loved ones.
I think our next dog may be named Cody. Just because. Why not?