Beatriz at Dinner
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Gee whiz, rich white people suck. That fish is securely in the barrel and shot repeatedly and multiply fatally. Personally, I'd have gotten that from their inability to get the name of their new-agey holistic health guru (Salma Hayek) right.
As a fan of screenwriter Mike White, director Miguel Arteta, and just about every actor in the cast (with particular delight in seeing the selfish Pfefferman siblings Amy Landecker and Jay Duplass together between seasons of Transparent), I wanted to love this, but I'm afraid it falls into the category of more-theoretically-interesting-than-good.
And I don't think I was prejudiced because the snooty majordomo Evan (John Early) boasts one moment of having both Grey Goose and Stolichnaya (and are those really vodkas that rich people would boast about?), then moments later asks a guest who requests wine whether she wants red or white. OK, the wine requester is the outsider, so maybe that's the source of the different level of proffered choice, but that's more of a reach than either of the possible outcomes of the story.
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