Posh

Posh is intense. It starts out very silly, with just some rich kids in a fraternity-like club acting like one would expect them to. They're members of the Riot Club, whose sole purpose seems to be eating fancy food and then wrecking up the place they ate in. We get to see some inner politics, with several of the boys having decided to try to gain the favor of their peers in hopes of becoming the next president of the club, and we see the new recruits under the stress of initiations. They make lewd jokes and plan their extravagant evening, all while complaining about the inn they're in not being fancy enough or whatever. As the night goes on and more things go wrong with their evening, they spend more time complaining about how terrible their lives are and how much they hate poor people. The tension builds until finally, the group attacks and nearly kills the owner of the inn after sexually assaulting his daughter. The play ends with the assurance that everyone is going to get off scot-free.
Good to note is the contrast between how the Riot Club sees the world and how the world actually is. They complain about poor peoples' sense of "entitlement" and how disgusting it is, but they themselves feel entitled to all kinds of things they've never done anything to deserve. Furthermore, while they insist that all poor people want is their money, every time they try to buy someone off, it fails. The escort won't fellate them all, despite the money being offered, nor will the innkeeper's daughter, and the innkeeper won't take the bribe to let them wreck the place and get away with assaulting his daughter.
In the end, though, despite the working-class characters being the more likable and noble characters, they really get nothing for their efforts. This isn't really a new statement though, and that's where this otherwise good play falls short. While it does a good job at getting you angry at the unfair class system, it doesn't say anything you didn't already know. I already hated spoiled rich kids who abuse their status, why do I need a play to tell me that I should feel that way? I already knew that people with money and connections can bend the law, what do you suggest we *do* about it? The play doesn't really offer any answers. Of course, literature isn't about answering anything, but rather it's about posing questions. What questions is this trying to pose that we all haven't already asked?

... well, at least there's the irony of it being performed in a very posh neighborhood.