The Box

If you stand in the queue, you don't realise it but you inadvertently agree to be used by the door staff as promotional 'door dressing', and relinquish your customer status. They'll lie and tell you otherwise of course. Suffice to say dumb kids with a few G's will continue to flock here (well place read moreIf you stand in the queue, you don't realise it but you inadvertently agree to be used by the door staff as promotional 'door dressing', and relinquish your customer status. They'll lie and tell you otherwise of course. Suffice to say dumb kids with a few G's will continue to flock here (well placed promoters?), but the actual moneyed (or otherwise intelligent) crowd moved on long, long ago. Like a casino, you come here to lose on all fronts, (though casino's have a veneer of integrity and tangible service standards!).

Had a great night from the moment we walked in. Door staff very friendly and helpful. Been well looked after by the waitress. Definitely one of my favourite spots in London.

We queued for an hour and a half until we got right to the front to still be told we would not get in without a RSV. Unless you’re rich and stylish ( by stylish, I mean looking like Neo from The Matrix with a bowl cut, speedos and a priest on a leash, you ain’t getting in. I heard it was £50 for lad read moreWe queued for an hour and a half until we got right to the front to still be told we would not get in without a RSV. Unless you’re rich and stylish ( by stylish, I mean looking like Neo from The Matrix with a bowl cut, speedos and a priest on a leash, you ain’t getting in. I heard it was £50 for lads to get in as well. Shame