Francis (Owen Wilson), Peter (Adrien Brody), and Jack (Jason Schwartzman) are three estranged brothers meeting up in India for a cross-country journey on the Darjeeling Limited train. Assuming a trip of leisure, it soon dawns on Peter and Jack that Francis is looking to spend time healing old wounds, especially the ones created by the death of their father. Misplaced in India and finding themselves on a series of misadventures with lust and sudden death, the trio looks to their missionary mother (Anjelica Huston) to unearth some solace in their combustible lives.

While "Darjeeling Limited" embarks on an entirely new direction in some respects, it remains affectionately recognizable in other dimensions. Sumptuously photographed by Robert Yeoman (with thrilling attention to precise framing), "Darjeeling" is another visual firecracker for Anderson. Shot in India and taking comfort in the country's often blinding color schemes, the picture is splashed with dancing visions of golds and greens, not to mention every other conceivable tint in the book. Anderson utilizes the colors as a metaphor for life, contrasting the misery of the brothers with the dusty opulence of their surroundings.

Also returning is the frightening production design detail that has made Anderson the filmmaker he is today. He's delighted by the corners of the frame and fascinated with the textures of the sets. Moving away from the bigness that defined his nautical "Where's Waldo?" world of "The Life Aquatic," "Darjeeling" hunkers down in a passenger train, where a culture of travelers take up residence in cramped cars. The train is a meticulous toy society to Anderson, and he treats every moment on it with a visual curiosity and care that has become his trademark. It still manages to produce awe.

What's new to "Darjeeling" is the screenplay's static, but rambling nature. Written by Anderson, Schwartzman, and Roman Coppola, the picture seeks to address the awkwardness of family, the self-medication of heartbreak, and bliss of communication breakthroughs. "Darjeeling" is skilled introducing these moments, especially through the fantastic performances from the three leads (where expressions speak louder than words), but the film's episodic nature, which takes the brothers all over India, seems more interior than usual for Anderson, as though he's boxed in by his artifice without his usual escape route. The fatigued momentum only bubbles up now and again, but those expecting the picture to eventually kick off into something more adventurous or perhaps spiritually resonating should be forewarned that "Darjeeling" never quite reaches the levels of emotional discharge Anderson intends.

An occasional hiccup in pace notwithstanding, "Darjeeling" remains a gas, with spiky moments of comedy (it's fun to see Wilson return a little of the old Dignan to his acting), a lovely familial melancholy about it, blink-and-you-miss-em star cameos (Bill Murray, Natalie Portman, and Kumar Pallana) and the luscious soundtrack, which mixes Satyajit Ray lifts with tunes from the Kinks and The Rolling Stones. It's bliss for the Anderson devotee; a lateral cinematic move for the filmmaker, but one of immense merit and continuous enchantment.

Available exclusively on iTunes is the short film "Hotel Chevalier," starring Jason Schwartzman and Natalie Portman. The 13-minute-long movie acts a prequel of sorts to "Darjeeling," lending the audience a little backstory on Jack's despondent attitude at the start of the feature, while explaining why Portman shows up for a split-second cameo at the end. Taking place entirely in a glitzy French hotel, as Jack engages in a battle of flirtations and concerns with his not-so-ex ex-girlfriend, the short not only provides added character dimension, but introduces the eye to the colors and aesthetic distance Anderson is reaching for in "Darjeeling." It's worth the effort to find it before a viewing of the feature film.