C.J.'s Review of The Rules of the Game (La règle du jeu)
This cast of upper-class nincompoops is charming in their self-centered obliviousness, but by the end of this expertly shot tragicomedy of manners, you kind of just want everyone off your screen, even the ostensibly compassionate Octave. It's the ultimate give-and-take of creating a biting satire. When everyone is castigated by the narrative, who's left to care about?