"I feel like all of Ruben Östlund's movies feature the same guy, but in different fonts.": How meta of him! Because that's how neo-liberalism (or whatever we're calling it these days) is. It's the same guy - white, born at least comfortable (usually rich), never acknowledges his unearned advantages, big fan of Ayn Rand, fancies himself entitled to rule all us peons, who have only ourselves to blame for our shameful poverty, etc., ad nauseam - over and over and over again. And sure, one brags about his golf scores, while another brags about his Grouse Grind times, but that's just different fonts.
I think the antecedent isn’t Gilligan’s Island but The Admirable Chrichton, by J. M. Barrie of Peter Pan fame. The sort of satire that pleases the middle class without really wounding the aristos, Gilbert and Sullivan-style; instead of a sure skewering that guarantees revenge at a later date, as Oscar Wilde discovered.
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