Whit Stillman is back. The revered chronicler of WASP-y East Coast metropolitans (Metropolitan, Barcelona, The Last Days of Disco) returns to the screen with his first film in 14 years, a typically witty campus comedy.
A clique of eccentric New England sorority girls, headed with panache by mumblecore princess Greta Gerwig (does this officially make her the new Chloe Sevigny?), welcome a new member to the fold, enlightening her to their unique doctrines of hygiene, dating and suicide prevention. Perhaps too hermetically sealed to count as social satire, the film is hugely enamoured of its mannered characters and audiences too will be charmed or pleasantly bamboozled by the cardigan-wearing debutantes, as they fall in and out of love with various dudes and decide to start an international dance craze, all the while dropping some of the sharpest dialogue you’ll hear on screen all year.