The reviews are favourable without exception, and the praise gathers almost entirely around Whit Stillman’s screenplay. Critic after critic singles out the dialogue, described variously as chiselled, glittering, quotable and musical, and most note the affection in the observation: a comedy of manners that ribs its privileged young New Yorkers without belittling them. The ensemble is admired too, with Taylor Nichols and Christopher Eigeman picked out as the funniest performers and the outsider Tom as the sharpest piece of characterisation.
The spread of scores is narrow and the reservations are mild. Empire finds the second half drifting from astringent social comedy into somewhat forced romance. The Los Angeles Times admits that sympathy for the very rich and rather dim is tested before the film’s quiet observation wins it round, and Eye for Film recommends it despite rather than because of its Park Avenue setting. Nobody is hostile; the only question is how much patience the milieu asks of the viewer.
