Pop sensation Harry Styles continues his Hollywood side hustle with the release of his latest film Don't Worry Darling.
With the kind of side-show headlines that nightmares are made of, is the film itself actually any good?
Don't Worry Darling, the wait is finally over, and Styles is back on the big screen.
While it's hard to separate this film from the horror headlines which preceded it, once the lights go down, director Olivia Wilde wastes not a moment immersing her audience in the Stepford Wives-esk Palm Springs/Slim Aarons pastel palette of her utopian 1950s Victory Project.
Populated by a select community of like-minded couples, the happy hubbies all live the dream, their every need met by their glamourous dutiful wives.
But what lies beneath?
As the many strands of this far-from-original narrative start to unravel, the underlining distorted reality is steeped in misogyny and systemic oppression. Alice (Florence Pugh) finds herself slowly being sucked into the depths.
There's no question this is an open-and-shut case of Styles over substance, but Pugh's phenomenally ferocious femme grabs the story by the throat and does not let go.
Three-and-a-half stars.
