First off, I'd like to point out that the cinematography was very decent. The sets, the vehicles, the location and the attire was quite fun to watch and dive into. Harry Styles wasn't as bad as I thought he would be. Florence Pugh also killed it. I've found her to be a more captivating actor compared to others in these times we live in.
This film did leave me with a lot of questions though. What was the significance of the red bi plane? Why did the trolley drop her off 2 steps away from threshold of the forbidden zone? Say there is roughly 72 humans in the virtual reality world. Divided by 2 that's 36 men and women. Where in the world do 36 men park 36 cars when they leave to go to work? Is Olivia Wilde strong enough to ragdoll a grown man out of a drop top?
I would have had so much more respect for this movie if politics wasnt crammed in. The idea of men physically putting their wives, girlfriends, female peers into a reality they could enjoy without their consent is creative, but as soon as Olivia Wilde dedicated this "bad guy" to Jordan Peterson, it lost my respect. The unnecessary knife jab "stupid incompetent incel podcast listening man" scene makes so much more sense to me. I don't think Wilde has to go through struggles and hardships like most do, I mean she's an actor/director for christ sake. To attack a voice that speaks up for the ones who get the could shoulder, I just think that's a blow below the belt.
You're better than that, Olivia.