A guy who seems normal at first (but turns out to be as big a tool as everyone else in this movie) falls in with the "discreet charm of the douchebag" crowd and they all sit around gossiping about each other and talking about shit like regattas and "debutante season". The only reason this movie is tolerable for more than ten seconds is the main chick: she is so fucking adorable that I swear it could get you through almost anything, even the pretentious argument between her and the main guy about books after which the main guy admits that he doesn't even read books. If these are your people I suppose you might find this movie "cutting and droll", or something, but let's face it, if these are your people then you have a servant who reads this website for you, and she's gonna tell you today's review was Iron Man 2 to avoid offending you because in this economy a gig is a gig even if the only thing she enjoys about her job is sprinkling toilet water - from the actual toilet - over your breakfast every morning. (And not that fancy blue shit either. It's from the servants' toilet- the one that Jeeves pukes in every night because your family's obnoxious behavior has driven him to binge drinking. Jeeves eats a lot of Mexican food, too.) Anyway, the story eventually comes down to who the cutie ends up with, the main guy or this other prick, but really we're just talking degrees of douchebaggery here so it's not like it makes much of a difference. It's not often that I feel sorry for a poor little rich girl, but I guess there's a first time for everything.

I wonder how many debutantes you're allowed to bag in a season?