This does suggest that her reality is skewed, but it proposes another plot hole: how does eating and drinking work while in the Victory Project? Are people’s bodies being nourished in the real world or do they actually eat in Victory? The empty egg scene aside, more often than not, the audience sees real food being prepared and eaten in Victory, like the ritualistic shots of coffee and buttered toast that are returned to time and again as Alice and Jack start their days in Victory. There is, of course, the infamous empty egg scene, where Alice cracks open egg after egg, revealing that there is nothing actually inside any of them. For example, let’s take the scene where Alice is crushed between the window and the wall or the scene where Alice nearly suffocates herself with Saran wrap - what within these scenes suggests, “Alice, you are in a simulation”? It more so feels that these scenes were put in for the sole purpose of shock value to use in the trailers. What’s really going on there? Many of her hallucinations border lethal and suicidal behaviors and situations, but why? Sure, the hallucinations inform her that something is off, but none of these dark visions particularly lend themselves to specific intel that Victory itself is illegitimate. As much as Don't Worry Darling tries to offer a satisfactory end, there are way too many plot holes and untied loose ends that percent the film from feeling complete.įirst, we must discuss what takes up the majority of the film: Alice’s hallucinations. When Alice realizes this and Jack once again attempts to force her to stay, Alice kills him and runs from the enforcers of Victory back to her real life, escaping the simulation and re-entering the world as a widow of her own making. One day, Alice begins to realize that not everything is as it seems in this utopia, and, long story short, she comes to learn that Victory is in fact a simulation that Jack forcibly entered her into when their relationship began to go south in the real, 21st-century world. I’d really had high hopes for this one, but in the end of it all, I probably should have just kept my eyes closed.For those who may not yet have seen Olivia Wilde's second directorial venture, proceed with caution as spoilers galore, but here’s a quick plot synopsis: Alice Chambers, played by Florence Pugh, is living a seemingly perfect life in a 1950s-era town called Victory, with her dreamy husband Jack ( Harry Styles), who works a mysterious job. All in all, this is one of those films that kicks you in the ass off the starting block, then appears to lose its own direction, but tries dragging you in different directions in the hope that everyone will find their way. As the film drags on, we get the feeling that innocent ol’ Zach might not be as pure and sweet as everyone thinks, and that throws a bit of a wrench into the works. ![]() This poor child had night terrors that rattled his skull and psyche, and everyone was only to happy to sweep all of it under the rug – pretty demented bunch if you ask me…but then again I don’t get asked much, so yeah. The problems with Don’t Sleep lie in the telling of the tale – exactly why is it that this young child had such horrific nightmares – were they the manifestation of an overly creative mind, or was there something more sinister at play? These are the things that somehow got lost in the shuffle, and it was a bit distressing to not get much of an explanation for these issues. Summers (Cary Elwes – does this guy actually have M.D attached to the end of his name or what), and Zach’s frightening nighttime thoughts are dismissed as quickly as a fart in a wind tunnel – but we all know that something infinitely more chilling is at hand, don’t we? So we press the fast-forward button to those pesky adult years, and Zach is a full-grown man with a beautiful wife (Charlbi Dean Kriek), a gorgeous new home, a kick-ass job, and all the positive reinforcement that people around his inner circle could offer…and the nightmares are simply lying in wait. ![]() ![]() ![]() The beginning of the film centers on a little boy named Zach, and he’s in the middle of one doozy of a dream – filled with haggish old crones and other images that would be plenty to make a kid crap their pjs, and when he awakes it clear to see that the trauma machine is in full motion, and it’s off to the doc’s office we go.
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