Film

Thoroughbreds

Name: Thoroughbreds
Genre: Drama, Thriller
Released: 2018
Cast: Olivia Cooke, Anya Taylor-Joy, Anton Yelchin, Paul Sparks, Francie Swift

A cold, exact little thriller about two teenage girls in wealthy Connecticut who drift, almost lazily, toward murder. It runs on tone rather than shock — deadpan, clipped, unnervingly funny in places — and studies a friendship built on recognition rather than affection. Anton Yelchin's final performance adds unexpected weight. Best for viewers who like their morality ambiguous and their violence implied.

TMDb rating

6.4

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