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Davon 2022-01-27 08:23:24

Michael Sheen is enchanting camp with fat and powder, David Tennant dyed his hair and ginger hair named Ginger, good lady Emily Mortimer smoky makeup to cover up innocence, James Mcavoy is sensitive, trembling and fragile... The actors in this film are a group of Bright Young People, plus All the old goblins such as Peter O'toole, Simon McBurney, Jim Broadbent and others have gone to the phonograph to play tickets.

Only Stephen Fry, who was already fascinated by the upper-class social circle, could invite such a group of cast members to take the audience with him to peep the glitz and glamour of the London social circle in the 1920s from a paparazzi-like perspective.

He is very clever and somewhat "exquisitely naughty", but after all, he dare not dig deep into the intention of criticizing the original work. Irony is there, but at best it is self-deprecating sarcasm. People are in the circle and can't help themselves. Fry, who has a close personal relationship with the upper class, must be somewhat protective of his shortcomings when he shoots this film, and he can't help it.


Three and a half stars, plus half a star for Fry's directorial debut.

Interesting sketches are good subjects for understanding the background of the British literary and art circles before the war.

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Extended Reading
  • Haylie 2022-04-20 09:02:36

    At that time, James was really bright eyes and teeth, looking forward to brilliance! Yimei is really not for nothing. The director's lineup of Uncle Fried is really blinding the dog's eyes, so many familiar faces are here to cheer, and there is actually Grandpa O'Toole! Although most of my energy is spent on nympho, the film itself is also worth admiring. It vividly depicts the emptiness and confusion of the flashy and ridiculous young people of that era.

  • Lemuel 2022-04-20 09:02:36

    Great music, great comedy. Cuts Evelyn Waugh's meanness.

Bright Young Things quotes

  • Simon Balcairn: [Telling his fake news story] Never, never, never have such scenes been witnessed in high society, that uneasy alliance between Bright Young Things and old survivors. Perhaps this was the defining moment of our epoch of speed and syncopation. This so-called 20th century of angst, neurosis and panic. Reader be glad that you have nothing to do with this world. Its glamour is a delusion, its speed a snare, its music a scream of fear. Faster and faster they swirl, sickening themselves with every turn. The faster the ride, the greater the nausea, the terror, and the shame.

    [pause]

    Simon Balcairn: Stop. Yes, that's it. Good night.

  • Adam Fenwick-Symes: Oh Nina, what a lot of parties... Masked parties, Savage parties, Victorian parties, Greek parties, Wild West parties, Circus parties, parties where you have to dress as somebody else, almost naked parties in St. John's Wood, parties in flats and studios and houses and ships and hotels and nightclubs, in swimming baths and windmills. Dances in London so dull. Comic dances in Scotland and disgusting dances in the suburbs. All that succession and repetition of massed humanity. All those vile bodies. And now a party in a mental hospital...