Don’t Worry Darling hit theaters this past month, and my thoughts can be summed up in one word- what?  

The film takes place in a desert suburb in the 1950s. We follow Florence Pugh’s character, Alice, as she lives the idyllic life of a 1950s housewife. All the women in the film seem to be living an idyllic life. More specifically, they all live the exact same life.  

Harry Styles plays the character Jack, who is married to Alice. He goes to work every morning, at the same time as all the other men, to work at the only job in the town at the Victory Project. We watch as they live their lives in what seems to be marital bliss; however, Alice notices that life in the desert suburb seems to be a bit off.  

From there, the movie goes off into a series of strange visuals Alice is experiencing as she uncovers the truth about her life in Victory.  

So many questions were left unanswered by the end of the film. Why didn’t Alice wake the first time she touched the home base? What happened to the plane that crashed? So many points in the movie were left unfinished.  

I wondered what in the world was happening throughout the film, and I could almost predict the ending because it would be the only thing that could make this world make sense. 

The ending itself also left something to be desired. The film cuts just as Alice wakes from the simulation, but we do not see her in the real world, just as we do not get to see much of her in the real world through the flashbacks.    

Director Olivia Wilde promoted the film as one that stepped outside of the box to display women-focused pleasure, but that doesn’t hold up when the women in Victory couldn’t consent to anything that was taking place.  

The whole premise of Victory is that the women don’t know they are in a simulation and hold no real free will. Everything they do, think, and feel is decided for them. So, no pleasure that took place in Victory could ever be women-focused.  

The film felt overall thrown together and relied heavily on the brilliant performance of Florence.