The (very absurd) point of view of the rich people about freedom.
The Movie is so pathetically formulaic that it makes you want to throw tomatoes at the screen.
The Horatian ideal, of Stoic-Epicurean origin, of a life enjoyed in the good it gives us, even if it is little, is here often repeated, inaccurately, as an invitation to live joyfully.
And it makes us laugh and reflect even more that it is observed from an "even higher" point of view than the already very high social class of the characters.