“Glass Onion” is trapped in a web of its own undoing

Production still from “Glass Onion” (Image courtesy of Netflix)

This review contains some mild spoilers

Writer/director Rian Johnson would like you to know that very wealthy people are generally awful, exhausting, and immoral. But not him, though. He is a rich person who knows what’s what, which is why his latest release, “Glass Onion,” now streaming on Netflix, is such a meticulously crafted satire of the very wealthy. (Allegedly.) Like his previous film, “Knives Out”, this foray into the world of murder-mystery for Johnson might sit alongside some of Agatha Christie’s famed works – most notably “Death on the Nile” or “Evil Under the Sun”. Like those entries, “Glass Onion” (with its unwieldy subtitle, “A Knives Out Mystery”) takes an eclectic mix of mostly wealthy characters and places them with a detective on a luxurious vacation spot, this time an island in Greece, to watch them each grapple with a murder that will upturn the superficial glamour of their lives to reveal the seediness underneath. Johnson will do all this while lampooning the very rich, offering a deconstruction of the contemporary murder-mystery and delighting with name-drop after name-drop, and cameo after cameo. Or, he will at least try to do this.