This tale about a helpless poppet and a dangerous older man who won’t stop whipping off his T-shirt is a flimsy, soapy affair. It’s wild that a show with so much nudity and steamy sex can leave you so dissatisfied
Ah, the first week of university. Leave home, make friends, forge a new identity and, if you’re the main character in US drama import Tell Me Lies, become the heroine in a disappointing erotic thriller. There’s no formative experience like it.
We plonk our rucksacks down at the fictional Baird College, a verdant institution full of kids from posh, dull places in upstate New York. That she is just another pampered, beautiful dreamer is one of the negging digs thrown at freshman student Lucy (Grace Van Patten) by mercurial senior Stephen (Jackson White), who corners her on the stairs at a day-one frat-house party with the opening line: “You look really uncomfortable in that dress.” Lucy, unsure of herself in this intimidating new environment, has indeed borrowed a restrictive, strappy thing for the occasion.
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