**spoilers**
extremely predictable plot. the lack of enthusiasm on anya taylor joy's face is how I felt the entire movie. all of the characters besides margot are either pretentious (customers) or a caricature of the service industry (slowik and crew). i smelled the "twist" from a mile away, though i got some of the notes wrong (mass murder-suicide vs. mass murder cannibalism). slowik has no sense of nuance and assumes all wealthy people are evil and deserve a death as horrible as becoming a human smore. margot only escapes because she 1.) orders an item that is simple and symbolic of the old american dream for middle class citizens, and 2.) orders an item that reminds slowic of the last time he felt joy in his field. it's certainly interesting in some parts, like watching margot's fanboy date dawn over emulsions and pacojets, or seeing their pasta written on tortillas, but it's also painfully annoying to see slowik decide the fates of morally grey characters, like the wife whose only crime was mistaking halibut or whatever fish for cod (please don't turn me into a smore, slowik!) it felt really unfair to watch the actor die just because slowik didn't like a movie he started in. there's no sense of nuance and it's clearly a wet dream for liberal-progressive zoomers and millennials, "eat the rich". this sentiment of us vs. the rich is overdone in cinema, and the menu was just another evidence to that claim.