Don’t Worry Darling

You ever have a vending machine take your money? That’s kind of how I felt after watching Don’t Worry Darling…except in this case I couldn’t keep hitting the machine until eventually a bag of Chips Ahoy falls out.

The cinematography was beautiful, the 1950s set pieces were great, and Florence Pugh was amazing, but the movie itself left me feeling deprived. There were no subplots. Literally the only question that needed answering was why was Pugh’s character having these weird visions? Then when you get the answer two hours later you’re just kind of like “oh…that’s why”. I haven’t waited that long for a disappointing answer since I proposed to my girlfriend (she said yes).

In the end, this is getting our “watch only if on a plane and there are no other options” rating. It wasn’t painful to watch, but the ending was a let down and it made me feel like I over-invested in it. When in actuality I didn’t invest anything in it. I was able to watch it free on HBO Max, thanks to my neighbor’s password…and a high powered pair of binoculars. Hang on, I’ve got to go. It looks like my neighbor left his stove on again.

✈️= Watch only if on a plane and there are no other options