If you were among those knocked out by Rian Johnson’s smart filmmaking debut, Brick—in which pulpy noir dialogue bulleted without irony from the mouths of teenagers—then you might be a little surprised at the whimsical construct of Johnson’s sophomore effort, an overly quirky romantic caper. Adrien Brody and Mark Ruffalo star as conmen, and their latest mark is a lonely, peculiar heiress (Rachel Weisz) who throws herself with gusto into the possibility of adventure. A luscious dream cast enjoys believable chemistry as they double-cross each other across the globe. However, The Brothers Bloom encroaches on territory that no longer seems terribly fresh, with its preciously arranged dioramas, blatant symbolism, not-so-subconscious daddy issues and plot contrivances that lack a warm, engaging truth. In short, if you’ve been jonesing for a new Wes Anderson movie, look no further.