For the Hungry Boy!
Don't Worry Darling's dinner scene — it's great.
Eat it, eat it, eat it-eat it-eat it / Mmh, yummy, yummy, yummy, make a bummy ‘Heated’ … Moderate spoilers for Don’t Worry Darling below — allusions to the twist, but not actually spoiling it.
The warning signs are there if you’re looking: Kiki Layne’s Beyoncé-going-through it wig. Every woman has the same it-manicure of 2014, those rounded oxblood claws. Niagara Falls is thought to be a dreamy honeymoon destination. A husband surprising a wife with the ugliest dress imaginable, a dress that looks like the flesh-colored socks actors put over their privates, and expecting her to wear it. So many fucking roasts.
Obviously this world is man-made, conceived and executed by the kind of careless man, who has no taste and doesn’t think that’s a problem. This is a world built by a man who has never actually cooked, but has opinions on how something should be made. It’s part of Don’t Worry Darling’s paradox: by the time…
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