The title of this chamber drama doesn’t refer to the nightclub, but rather the unfortunate company these Catholic priests are forced to share with each other. That’s because these priests didn’t retire from choice– they’re there because they’re exiled for their scandals. Given the past decade, one can easily guess the reason each priest is here for. It’s a delicate subject, considering how prevalent Catholicism still is, but director Pablo Larraín successfully empathizes with the priests’ pitiful isolation while simultaneously bringing each of them to their own reckoning, never losing sight of those they have harmed. It’s not an easy watch, but The Club tells a difficult tale that needed to be told.
In a secluded house in a small seaside town live four unrelated men and the woman who tends to the house and their needs. All former priests, they have been sent to this quiet exile to purge the sins of their pasts, the separation from their communities the worst form of punishment by the Church. They keep to a strict daily schedule devoid of all temptation and spontaneity, each moment a deliberate effort to atone for their wrongdoings.
In a secluded house in a small seaside town live four unrelated men and the woman who tends to the house and their needs. All former priests, they have been sent to this quiet exile to purge the sins of their pasts, the separation from their communities the worst form of punishment by the Church. They keep to a strict daily schedule devoid of all temptation and spontaneity, each moment a deliberate effort to atone for their wrongdoings.
