After six wealthy friends decide to make plans to eat dinner together, they find that they have they dates mixed up and rearrange.
Further plans for dinner are interrupted in increasingly bizarre ways and one has to wonder, will they ever sit down to scoff their caviar together?
Much like being in a dream you can't get out of, director Luis Buñuel veers around the central subject (in this case, dinner), exploring dreams within dreams until ruining another well planned dinner with revealing that the entire dinner is on a set on a stage... or that the restaurant has run out of everything except water.
Another recurring scene sees the friends wandering down a lonely country road to a destination unknown. This is like a part of a dream that hasn't yet been explored - proving that despite the olden appearance there is enough psychological study in the film to keep Britain's Universities busy for years to come.
As a film though, it's ridiculously hard to follow - because frankly there is no point to the film at all. The audience will be drawn in, expecting the big reveal, and if this had turned out to be a person pinching themselves to wake up, then I would have been utterly unfazed.
Instead, it ends as it starts; with no aim, no point and ultimately no destination.