Don't Worry Darling (2022)

Don’t Worry Darling is the kind of glossy, nerve-tight thriller that lures you in with sunlit perfection and then starts quietly twisting the screws, turning mid-century domestic bliss into something uncanny and unsettling. Olivia Wilde stages Victory like a postcard that’s been left too long in the heat—gorgeous production design, hypnotic cinematography, and a steady drip of wrongness that makes you lean forward. Florence Pugh is the real engine here, giving Alice a fierce, human intelligence that keeps the mystery grounded even as the film slides into fever-dream territory, with Chris Pine’s smooth menace and Harry Styles’ anxious charm adding to the unease. It’s not a subtle movie and it won’t work for everyone, but if you’re in the mood for stylish, provocative sci-fi with a strong performance at its center, it’s an engrossing ride.

Don’t Worry Darling is aiming for a slick, Stepford-style sci‑fi thriller about a too-perfect community and the ugly power dynamics hiding underneath, and for a while it absolutely has the look and mood to sell that promise. The problem is the mystery feels more like a collection of teases than a carefully built puzzle, so when answers arrive they can land as predictable, muddled, or not as sharp as the film thinks they are, especially in a divisive final stretch. Florence Pugh is the clear anchor and the production design is genuinely alluring, but the screenplay’s pacing and payoff may leave you feeling like you sat through a lot of atmosphere for a shrug. If you want airtight plotting and a satisfying twist-driven conclusion, this probably isn’t for you; if you’re happy with vibes, satire-lite themes, and a strong lead performance, you may still have a decent time.