The search for spiritual discovery needs a more sophisticated treatment than it gets from Wes Anderson’s The Darjeeling Limited (2007), very interesting though the film is for about an hour. The title refers to a “poshly anachronistic Indian train” (Ross Douthat) carrying three American brothers whose minds are far from sanguine. The first sixty minutes are nearly enough to make you gleeful, especially since they’re oddly divided into two disparate parts. But after that, Limited is muddled. It makes the not uncommon mistake of simultaneously glorifying temple-filled India and amounting to nothing philosophically.
The Sixties’ rock on the soundtrack doesn’t help.