Boys will be horrible, spoiled bro-boys. Who's up for a little blunt-force social commentary about the haves and have-nots, set in the rarefied clime of Oxford University? (Handsome youths, English accents, custom suits, etc.) The titular club prides itself on the debauchery and destruction that accompany its annual dinner, but all that bad behavior necessitates a voyage into the sticks to find a restaurant that hasn't banned them. Cue the class warfare, which almost gets interesting, thanks to a restrained performance by Gordon Brown as the restaurant's owner. The grainy, washed-out image stands in stark contrast to the crystalline, high-contrast points about using privilege and ideology to justify personal crappiness. Laura Wade adapted the screenplay from her play Posh; it's tempting to wonder if someone told her to juice things up and/or smooth things out for the screen. The emotions are there, but the dynamics are off, and the ending is too rushed and sloppy to achieve the desired coup de grace. (2015) — Matthew Lickona
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