What The Matrix did to my mind in 1999, this did to my soul in 2015.
I grew up around the kind of people responsible for the Fyre Festival scam--children of privilege with enough confidence and arrogance (and daddy's cash) to make it into the upper echelons of society in the years following attendance to some elite institute of higher learning. These people are the new hedge fund managers, Wall Street traders, real-estate brokers, and so on, the real cream of the crop, if your crop is useless bullshit that actively harms society.
In the case…
Parasite does a great job of complicating the "rich vs poor" dynamic you might expect to see in a film like this--whereas Snowpiercer had members of the lower class making their way through the socioeconomic gradient of a train riding endlessly through the wasteland, Parasite takes the train, crunches it into a house, and rearranges its insides. The complexity of the film's themes are baked into every exchange, set piece, and composition, as if to constantly remind Bong Rippers that…