of the lovely but meagrely talented MacDowell. It is a shiny, clever romp with the modern English leisure class, like "Room" before it, though the latter also contains deeper social commentary.

If BOTF is the "Four Weddings" character list, I think of myself as the crotchety coot who indignantly spits out "Are you trying to tell me that I don't know my own brother?" at Hugh Grant during the first gathering.