
1998 · Whit Stillman
How The Last Days of Disco has been received, argued over, and remembered.
A flop in 1998 — it lost the summer's 'disco movie' showdown to 54 and effectively sent Whit Stillman into a 13-year filmmaking exile — it then spent years hard to find before a 2009 Criterion release kicked off its reappraisal as the sharpest of his talky-yuppie comedies.
The eternal Stillman split: is the hyper-articulate, self-justifying dialogue insufferable preppy navel-gazing or the whole delicious point — with Kate Beckinsale's Charlotte as the problematic-fave lightning rod?
The scene where the gang solemnly litigates the sexual politics of Lady and the Tramp — mongrel Tramp prosecuted like a court case — is endlessly quoted and clipped, the ur-text for overthinking-a-Disney-movie discourse.
A Criterion-approved cult object and Letterboxd dialogue-lovers' favourite — the closing chapter of Stillman's 'doomed bourgeois in love' trilogy after Metropolitan and Barcelona.