When the New York nightclub opens in 1977 on the 54th Street, founded by Steve Rubell and Ian Shrager, it resonates as the ideal escape for Americans that have faced the Vietnam war, the Watergate scandal and the oil crisis. Steve Rubell welcomes his clients with whom he dances, drinks and takes drugs within a hedonistic atmosphere that moves to the sound of disco. Anybody can enter the Studio 54 while everybody wants to get in: extravagant and decadent looks are the best passes. When Bianca Jagger celebrates her birthday a month after the club’s opening and arrives on the back of a white horse, the buzz is launched: celebrities rush to the Studio 54 and anonymous clubbers can meet Michael Jackson, Debbie Harry, Liza Minnelli, Diana Ross, Truman Capote or Jack Nicholson. However, in 1978, the Drug Enforcement Authority discovers thousands of dollars hidden in the walls and a list of celebrities alongside their favorite drug, the Studio 54 is under surveillance before it is condemned to close its doors in 1980 just after one last grandiose party: ‘The End of Modern Day Gomorrah’. The two owners try to revive the club after their imprisonment but the spark has gone: disco has been replaced by pop and AIDS have obscured its libertine spirit. The Studio 54 finally definitely closes, putting an end to free sexuality, the golden age of disco and a certain ability for insouciance.