Don’t worry darling movie review: Let us, if we can set aside all of the minor controversies that surrounded the Don’t Worry Darling premiere in Venice.
We probably sense this because we’ve seen The Stepford Wives, The Truman Show, and other films and television shows that depict an outwardly pristine if antiquated, way of life that is rife with sinister, unseen energy.
If her cool scratch and mettle, as housewife Alice, appear a little out of place in this breezy world, that’s probably on purpose.
I don’t think he’s a Brando for the digital age or anything, but I’d like to see him in something else after this.
When that revelation occurs, the film crumbles.
It staggers across the finish line, asking us to consider something profound, a great reawakening that will result in a mighty reckoning for the film’s bad guys.
There’s no denying Olivia Wilde can direct a movie like no other.
It’s a film that should appeal to moviegoers, who may come to see Florence Pugh, Harry Styles, and Chris Pine in a cast that’s easy on the eyes.
Pugh, a previous “Little Women” nominee, plays a suburban wife who begins to doubt her reality, and while there will be cheerleaders for her, the script’s flaws will keep her on the outside looking in.
Arianne Phillips’ glamorous costumes and cinematographer Matthew Libatique’s sensual framing are likely to win Oscars.
The cast is full of talented performers and A-list celebrities.
And Wilde doesn’t just prove she’s a great director.
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