...once he started in w/ his BS about the mexican guy and how "women & children first don't matter".
i mean, once you start vehemently asserting your privilege like that...it's hard to win a popularity contest.
Actually I targeted him the first time I saw him with his stereotypical finance-broker a-hole suit with the suspenders. His kind are the people ruining the world today, almost as bad as mass-murderous dictators.
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Then, I suspect, there would've been a number of people saving him for later, since there was no way he'd make it to the end
It does call to mind "reality shows" like "The Apprentice" or "The Bachelor," where clearly loony contenders with zero chance of winning are kept around purely for entertainment value.
The key word you used is stereotypical, which deals with false images. How many of those people do you actually know personally? Are you sure you're aren't reacting to images such as the one in this movie?
If I ever wanted to rob you or take advantage of you, I'd wear a tee shirt and jeans because you'd never suspect me. You'd never see me coming.
Almost as bad as mass-murderous dictators because of the clothes someone wears, wow.
Something else occurs to me, although I frankly doubt it was a conscious consideration by this film's writers:
lots of people, especially poor to lower-middle-class, may envy or even hate the very rich, but they're also intimidated by them
I noticed this most glaringly during the 1992 L.A. riots. South Central L.A. residents trashed their own neighborhoods, then trooped uptown through Koreatown where they attempted to trash stores and buildings, but were mostly driven off by the Korean merchants (all of whom had military training, many of whom were armed to the teeth)
They wound up in Hollywood, where they trashed & looted nearly all the stores (including, hilariously, Frederick's of Hollywood, but excluding, pathetically, the magic shop).
Here's the thing: they marched right THROUGH Beverly Hills, between the Beverly Center and Beverly Connection malls, right next to Rodeo Drive ... and did NOTHING. Someone threw a rock at CPK's plate glass window, but that was it. They were utterly cowed and intimidated by all the fancy stores and scurried straight past them all.
I've seen lots of examples since then, and in retrospect before then as well, but that was the incident that really convinced me.
So it wouldn't surprise me if, in a situation like this one, the banker and lawyer lasted as long as they did precisely because of their arrogance and obvious wealth.
Can't recall specifics, but I think most of the time he was being a douchebag he was out-douchebagged by someone else.
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