The Big Chill

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I’ve always known of The Big Chill as the movie with the dinner party/dishwashing scene, where all those white people dance to motown songs. The scene itself, it turns out, is rather short. But the description fits the whole film. Here we see a bunch of white, upper-middle class people, in the early 80s, drowning in their own problems, mostly turning to sex and drugs as the solution, and somehow (almost successfully) co-opting black music as a balm for their own maladies. If a more apt description of Reagonomics exists, I don’t know of it.

For what it’s worth - Asghar Farhadi’s About Elly is a much, much better film about friends on a weekend getaway, dealing with problems.