The slyest aspect about Lone Scherfig’s “The Riot Club” is also its most maddening one. Structurally, the whole production is a come-on, a tease, a manipulative stunt. It begins in lusciously ribald fashion as we are treated to nineteenth-century sexual shenanigans amid the upper classes at Oxford University: white wigs, splashy capes and all. A beloved hedonist is murdered after cuckolding an ... more >
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THE RIOT CLUB
Where your reputation can be made or broken in one night
Max Irons, Douglas Booth and Sam Claflin
Directed by Lone Scherfig