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Two upper-class teenage girls in suburban Connecticut rekindle their unlikely friendship after years of growing apart. Together, they hatch a plan to solve both of their problems-no matter what the cost.
For those seeking a wickedly dark little confection, Thoroughbreds should prove a diverting watch; but those looking for anything deeper will find a lot left to be desired.
Thoroughbreds is not for the faint of heart. It's a psychological thriller that explores what human nature is capable of when drained of all empathy and remorse, surviving instead on practised smiles, crocodile tears and self-serving impulses.
Set in the opulent, WASP-y world of teen divas with killer instincts, Cory Finley's deliciously depraved satire skewers an empathy drain that he sees as sadly emblematic of modern life.
Elegant, cruel and precise in its commentary on the turmoil inherent in being a teenage girl, the film works brilliantly up until the final act, its mordant, manicured savagery heightened by a primal score.
Thoroughbreds is delivered generally in a prim, flat style that recalls the films of Hal Hartley and Whit Stillman...Finley is interested in the dark corners of psychology where malice and desire converge, and he generates a surprising amount of tension.