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So, "Perfect Strangers" is really just rehashing what this film already did. Middle-class life might feign elegance, but it can't stop a succession of empty and bizarre dreams. Reaching a certain breaking point, even I felt the urge to grab a gun and just mow down these six men and women...

Buñuel is indeed a master, weaving each scene together seamlessly. And I adore his satire. These individuals repeatedly wandering the countryside, what are they trying to tell us? A pretentious charade with no end, no purpose?

They never get to eat their meal, nor do they ever get a good night's sleep. Beset by anxieties, they strive to maintain a glamorous facade even in their dreams. All the dreams originate from men, and women are reduced to mere accessories adorned with wealth.

Buñuel's masterpiece, 1973 Academy Award winner for Best Foreign Language Film. 1. The satirical power aimed at the bourgeoisie's hypocrisy, vanity, emptiness, and greed rivals that of *The Rules of the Game* and *La Dolce Vita*. 2. The dinner that never happens and the six characters forever on their journey. 3. Seamless collage of surrealism and dreams within dreams: a ghost heard committing patricide, a gardening bishop, a dinner-party stage, a Maoist-beauty assassin, a spectral police chief, deserted streets of the land of the dead, stealing meat under the table leading to murder. 4. Conversations are masked by the noise of a plane skywriting. (9.5/10)

The discrete charm of the bourgeoisie lies in their elaborate yet futile attempts to maintain decorum, as Buñuel masterfully captures the pretense and futility of upper-class gatherings.

The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie masterfully blends satirical brilliance with acidic wit, as it delves into the absurdity of upper-class pretense. The film’s choreographed mess of a dinner party is a perfect study in human comedy, where every bite feels like a swallow of poison.