
Whit Stillman's movies are like a lovely little walk through WASPdom of the late eighties (circa The Official Preppy Handbook and my birth) and early nineties. Since the warm weather always instills in me a sick need to wear men's clothes and sail I felt like a little meander through Metropolitain, Barcelona, and Last Days of Disco would be nice. But Netflix has decided that Last Days of Disco in not necessary for my consumption. How am I going to temper my father's clothes and boat shoes if I don't have Chloe's crazy dresses and Kate's bitchy face to remind me that all wasps need a little disco?
P.S. Also I hate one C. Sevigny much less in TLLD, normally she makes me want to punch kittens and babies.
Totally with you on Chloe. We don't get along. We tried to, but it went poorly.
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