Review of Metropolitan (1990) by Adam G — 07 Jul 2011

If Noah Baumbach's Kicking and Screaming was a more mature version of Clerks, then Metropolitan is a more prim version of Kicking and Screaming. It undeniably loses steam in its third act, but Stillman's script is endlessly witty, and the young ensemble cast do a masterful job of portraying a part of society that you can't help but feel is dying (Charlie in particular seems to be the most accutely aware of this: the constant, vehement affirmations and defenses he erects in the name of the so-called OHB have all the underpinnings of a young man in serious denial).

In the end, it's not quite as memorable as the previously aforementioned films, but it's definitely more memorable than an actual deb party would be.