
The Millennials Who Can’t Stop Thinking About Themselves: On Meaghan Oppenheimer’s Tell Me Lies
The title of Hulu’s dark melodrama, Tell Me Lies, is an imperative. To read it is to put yourself in the willfully self-deluded position its ensemble of preternaturally beautiful late-aughts undergraduates occupy; like Lucy, Bree, and Pippa, like their male counterparts, Stephen, Evan, and Wrigley, we invite, nay, we demand, our share of falsehoods, comforting, harmful, scandalous as they may be. Viewers begin the show from the self-deluded vantage it explores.
