PLOT
Young and contented, Alice and Jack Chambers (Florence Pugh and Harry Styles) reside in a 1950s factory town. But as the devoted housewife learns a startling truth concerning Jack as well as the utopian village they are living in, things don’t seem to be as they seem. A puzzling business that has a murky messianic objective to help mankind here and there fostered this arranged town.
Each morning, the handsome men leave for work, leaving the attractive women to take care of the children or enjoy afternoon drinks with the neighboring wives. Pugh notices Alice’s growing worry with acute precision, and she gels with all of the other spouses, including actress Wilde herself as well as comedian Kate Berlant.
REVIEW
The film is set in what has all the earmarks of being mid-century Palm Springs during the 1960s, encompassed by threatening Desert Mountains.
If it’s possible, let’s ignore all the minor disputes that accompanied the buildup to Don’t Worry Darling’s Venice premiere. Since the movie has been aired, perhaps we can just concentrate on it, which would be neither a success nor a failure. Olivia Wilde, the chief, has made a self-evident and irregularly captivating science fiction thrill ride that vigorously appropriates components from numerous better works yet overseas than utilizes them effectively.
We presumably sense it because we have watched The Stepford Wives, The Truman Show, as well as other films and television programs that depict a seemingly impeccable, if outdated, system for life in hums with a dark, invisible force. Without much restyling, those inspirations are visible in Wilde’s film. Even the movie is good and features solid acting. Florence Pugh, the great 20-something wonder, who made her acting debut in Lady Macbeth a few years ago but has already turned up one outstanding performance after another, plays the lead. It’s undoubtedly on purpose if her cool grit and resolve manifested in Alice the housewife, appear a little out of character in this carefree society. She is supposed to understand—as we do—that she got no place in a structured environment.
Then there is the issue of Jack, Alice’s spouse, who is portrayed by unproven independent singer Harry Styles. Of course, I’m joking. Styles are as of now perhaps the most famous artist on the planet, and this, his subsequent acting task, used to produce the most publicity. Styles adapts to the situation when he is on screen, causing it to feel to some degree like an occasion. While Styles’ emoting can be a little bland, he otherwise exudes confidence in the photos. The performances, except for that of Pine, are average. Pugh appears strangely disinterested in Alice. She does not own the part. And Styles’ writing frequently has a hysterical undertone. I will give the Don’t Worry Darling movie a rating of 3.5. The Director of the movie is Olivia Wilde and the screenwriter is Katie Silberman.
