Roger Dodger Review

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Arrogant advertising copywriter Roger thinks he's capable of talking any woman into bed. But a night out on the tiles in Manhattan, teaching his 16 year-old nephew the rules of the game, reveals the flaws in Roger's worldview.


There's an obvious comparison to be made between Dylan Kidd's debut and Neil LaBute's 'In The Company Of Men': both feature cocky American office workers whose chat-up techniques and attitudes to women are misogynistic by anyone's definition.

But while LaBute's film is the more acidic of the two, Kidd is the more judgmental. Before the end, slick-talking Roger's career, family standing and sense of self-worth all come under attack.

The hand-held camerawork mirrors Roger's unsettled state, but this talk-heavy movie would be little more than a script on screen were it not for Scott's performance.

As a predator ruthlessly searching for vulnerability in his prey, Roger thinks himself a master of the universe. But as this uncle-nephew Faustian pact moves from penthouse to underground brothel, Scott chips away at Roger's obnoxious faþade to reveal a man hell-bent on self-destruction.

Certain speeches sound like self-conscious social theses, but Scott ensures that the plaudits are shared evenly between script and character.