Bourgeois convention is demolished in Luis Buñuel’s surrealist gem The Phantom of Liberty, featuring an elegant soiree with guests seated at toilet bowls, poker-playing monks using religious medals as chips, and police officers looking for a missing girl who is right under their noses.
In my opinion Buñuel's finest irony. I went over each 'sketch' again and again. The great thing was how obvious the 'bourgeois' (exclusively?) 'hypocrisies' seemed after Buñuel ridiculed each of them, so that it was almost impossible to disagree with his view. A film that completely removes you from your 'comfort zone' and simultaneously entertains you, gives you a jolt, then makes you laugh again.