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Don’t Worry About Missing It — The Phoenix


don’t worry darling, director Olivia Wilde’s second film, hit theaters on September 23 after what can only be considered a nightmare for the PR team in the weeks leading up to its release. With casting battles, Shia Labeouf being replaced by Harry Styles, and speculation that Harry Styles spat on Chris Pine, Twitter was constantly buzzing in anticipation of the film’s release. The movie itself started out strong, with solid, perhaps a bit clichéd visuals, appropriate music, and intriguing characters. As expected, the opening scene made the film look like a love story. All in all, the beginning of the film was very promising. However, everything went wrong as the film continued.

The film, in addition to being confusing and hard to follow, somehow has both too much and not enough in terms of plot, with a plane crash going nowhere and Florence Pugh wrapping her head in cotton. cellophane for apparently no other reason than a good shot for the trailer. While the important details only take a few minutes, most of the screen time is filled with montages of housework and ballet lessons, dating and dinner parties. The film’s plot ended abruptly in a ridiculous “everything is a simulation” revelation.

Don’t Worry Darling was marketed as a feminist psychological thriller, with the intention of giving women female-centric sex scenes and strong female characters. While the film’s sex scenes were intended to center women and female pleasure, the idea that Harry Styles’ character (who is portrayed as an Andrew Tate-esque incel follower) would enthusiastically fall for his wife is , frankly, ridiculous. The sex scenes could not be female-centric or empowering because Alice had not consented to the situation and her memory had been erased. It’s not a movie about female pleasure, it’s a movie about manipulation, and it shouldn’t have been marketed as a movie of female-centric sex scenes.

Another glaring problem with this movie was the many logistical inconsistencies. The film on the one hand shows a perfect world that no one else seems to have a problem with, but on the other shows a myriad of bugs with the simulations, from eggshells with nothing in them to walls that close at chance. When you consider the number of glitches that have to occur in a simulation for planes to randomly crash, you have to imagine that there would also be other glitches and bugs in the simulation, and that Alice wouldn’t be the only one to have noticed that something is going on.

One of the only scenes that seemed to work well was the dinner scene near the end of the film. From the camera work to the compelling dialogue, everything about this scene seemed to flow together in a surprising way compared to the rest of the film. Pugh’s compelling monologue and performance combined with the visuals and intense tension caused by the camerawork create a lingering sense of anxiety for the viewer. The dinner scene felt like that was what the movie wanted to be the whole time.

The problems with the script were obvious, especially towards the end of the film. Pughs character, Alice murders Jack, played by Harry Styles, and is told that only men die in real life as well as the simulation, which doesn’t make much sense considering the simulation was conceived by a misogynist, Frank, who outside of the simulation is an “alpha male” podcaster. Alice then leads a high-speed chase with men in red jumpsuits, which looked like an obvious homage to We by Jordan Peele that looked less like a wink or inspiration than a cheap imitation. The car scene ends with a fiery car accident, which seemed to have been added only to give the blockbuster budget something to do. The end of the film was nowhere near as exciting or as tense as the dinner scene.

It was unclear who was responsible for the unfortunate quality of this film. It would seem easy to blame the screenwriter, but Olivia Wilde isn’t completely off the hook about how this movie turned out. The actors gave it their all (it’s no surprise, everyone knows Florence Pugh can act) but that alone can’t save the movie. Harry Styles was a terrible casting choice. He wasn’t ready to be considered a villain because he just isn’t taken seriously enough. The theater laughed every time Harry Styles’ character was meant to be serious, he just doesn’t have the reputation to be in a serious acting role, however unfair that might be. Her game was far from the quality of Florence Pugh.

What was most overwhelming about this film was that it had potential: if the script had been revisited, if scenes had been cut, moved and reworked, this film could have been captivating and fascinating. The marketing was biased and wrong with the story, the direction only focused on certain scenes, and only those scenes were done well. The movie had a lot of potential to be a good movie – it just didn’t reach it.

Watching this film was like reading the first draft of a creative writing assignment: lots of promise and very good for a first try, but definitely not something ready for release or public viewing.