.By Lynn Venhaus

Good trashy fun, “The Housemaid” is a psychological domestic thriller with a dash of dark comedy that is ideal alternative programming this holiday season when all the prestige awards-hopefuls are released.

Millie (Sydney Sweeney), a plucky young woman with a secret criminal past, takes a live-in job as a housekeeper for the wealthy Winchester family – high-maintenance wife Nina (Amanda Seyfried) and handsome husband Andrew (Brandon Sklenar). While they look perfect, her new employers have secrets of their own.

None of the three stars – currently having moments – will be on year-end awards shortlists for their performances, yet they lean in and act with an intensity that merits them serious kudos for their earnest approach to over-the-top melodrama.

Let the mind games begin! As Nina, the suburban princess living luxuriously, Seyfried can fly into Defcon 5 rage with a frightening ferocity and assuredly drives this effort.

Knowing what’s at stake is her forte here. To watch her alternate wild histrionics with an icy-cold façade as a Real Housewife archetype is amusing.

Sweeney’s star has risen ever since “Euphoria” shook up streaming and may tie with Josh O’Connor for having the most movies released this year, even besting Pedro Pascal. She plays forlorn Millie just-right with a shaggy poor-girl-trying-to-please demeanor and a palpable desperation to escape her past.

Sklenar, who was swoon-worthy as the rugged hero Spencer Dutton in Taylor Sheridan’s “Yellowstone” prequel “1923,” is in yet another handsome, chiseled guy role. This time, he’s Andrew, a gracious, well-mannered scion of an influential family, flashing his pearly whites often.

It’s a perfect threesome for this type of suburbanites’ unraveling story. For fans of the popular 2022 page-turner by Freida McFadden, you know the delectable unpredictable twists. But for those of us in the dark, the reveals are a surprise – and boost the audience-participation feel of the film.

Smartly directed by Paul Feig, whose comedy pedigree is stellar (“Freaks and Geeks,” “Bridesmaids,” and episodes of “The Office”) and his thriller portfolio is gaining traction after “A Simple Favor,” he is one step ahead of us as we uninitiated try to figure out where these deceptions are leading.

He also strikes the right engrossing tone, mixing suspense, shock and silliness to guarantee gasps and build momentum. The screenplay by Rebecca Sonnenshine, a two-time Emmy nominee as a writer on “The Boys,” draws us into the chills by smoothly weaving backstories in, adding gaslighting and tension in the home.

Elizabeth Jones’ lavish production design is Martha Stewart-worthy in a sprawling, airy McMansion in Great Neck, N.Y. As the live-in housekeeper, Millie’s bedroom is a cozy A-frame attic nook that has a door that locks from the outside.

In shades of Stepford wives, supporting players are stereotypical privileged upper-class women who are condescending of others not in their same social register – and even if they are, finding ways to be critical. Millie overhears the local elitist moms gossiping about Nina, which is unexpected, as are other remarks by ‘the help’ in the community.

Those are interesting nuggets that illuminate what’s happening – or not – but it keeps us guessing as the plot thickens. The dialogue is often cheesy, but that’s part of the fun, too. This material is far from Tolstoy or Chekhov – it’s “Dynasty” glammed up for the 21st century.

It’s best to know as little as possible going into the movie, so no spoilers here.

Elizabeth Perkins has a few defining moments as Andrew’s snobby mother Evelyn Winchester, dismissive of her daughter-in-law and demanding in snide ways. After all, she’s more concerned with appearances than anything else.

Young actress Indiana Elle is the Winchester’s snotty, indulged daughter Cecelia “CeCe,” whose sense of entitlement shows signs of creating a monster, but whose actions later indicate she’s been paying attention. It would have been nice to have more character development in that regard.

Michele Morrone, who played Emily’s fiancé Dante in Feig’s “Another Simple Favor,” is well-cast as mysterious handyman Enzo, but sadly, it’s an underdeveloped character.

“The Housemaid” is nothing more than a pulpy “popcorn” thriller, well-suited as escapist fare, especially during a dreary winter and in a disconcerting world. It’s a film that knows exactly what its mission is, and how it fits into the entertainment landscape.

“The Housemaid” is a 2025 psychological thriller directed by Paul Feig and starring Amanda Seyfried, Sydney Sweeney, Brandon Sklenar, Elizabeth Perkins, Michele Morrone and Indiana Elle, Its runtime is 2 hours, 11 minutes, and it’s rated R for strong/bloody violent content, sexual assault, sexual content, nudity and language. It opens in theaters Dec. 19. Lynn’s Grade: B.

By Lynn Venhaus

A dour, dismal retelling of a ​1​930s island utopia that goes horribly awry, “Eden” is supposed to be high-stakes drama where people build a better society, but it turns comical– not in a good way — then the inevitable blood-spilling​ happens.

Based on a factual account of a group of outsiders who settle on a remote uninhabited island only to discover their greatest threat isn’t the brutal climate or deadly wildlife, but each other. They abandon modern society in search of a new beginning.

Jude Law, Ana de Armas, Vanessa Kirby, Daniel Brühl, and Sydney Sweeney see their utopian dream unravel as tensions mount and desperation takes hold. Facing a brutal climate, deadly wildlife, and lack of resources, the colony descends into chaos when a twisted power struggle leads to betrayal, violence and deaths.

Worst of all, Ana de Armas and Vanessa Kirby, two Oscar-nominated actresses, are at their worst, with ridiculous over-the-top performances​. Jude Law is not that much better as an increasingly unhinged doctor-turned-philosopher.

It was an embarrassment for the whole cast but faring better were a nearly unrecognizable Sydney Sweeney and sturdy German actor Daniel Bruehl, who worked with director Ron Howard on “Rush,” but it’s not their task to carry the whole film.

Bruehl’s accent is authentic – the others, not so much.

Sadly, most of this ​l​ethargic film is painful to watch for 2 hours and 9 minutes. Because these people don’t want to be on the island with each other, why should we invest ourselves in their drama?

Based on a true story, director Ron Howard’s misfire unfortunately doesn’t give us a clear point of view because he took two conflicting published accounts of what happened and tried to blend them. He co-wrote the screenplay with Noah Pink, and the result is confusion as to what really occurred — and provides few answers.

Disillusioned Dr. Friedrich Ritter (Jude Law) and his equally peculiar wife, Dora Strauch (Vanessa Kirby), left civilization behind for Floreana in the Galapalos Islands, a province of Ecuador​.

Suffering from multiple sclerosis, Dora hoped the island air would help her physically while Ritter’s radical philosophies are inspiring others with his letter-writing that is being published in Europe. He believes society is doomed and becomes more ​ disturbing as he types his manifesto, obsessed with his crackpot ideas.

That leads to other ‘outsiders’ being lured there, not realizing how hostile the environment would be, and ​unaware they won’t be welcomed by the ​​disdainful duo. 

First to arrive ​a​re industrious Heinz and Margret Witmer (Bruehl, Sweeney) in 1932​. Hard-working and kind, t​h​ey are accompanied by Heinz’s ​obedient son Harry (Jonathan Tittel), who has tuberculosis.

They are good people, but the next to arrive isn’t. Self-absorbed, deceitful and haughty, the ridiculous Baroness Eloise ​Bosquet de Wagner Wehrhorn arrives with an entourage (lovers). Her goal is to build a luxury hotel ​on the beach for only millionaires.

She manipulates the men around her, flaunts her hedonistic lifestyle, and treats the Witmer’s as hired help. The detached Ritters dismiss her​ as a frivolous party girl, until she surprises them with a devious legal maneuver.

De Armas, exerting over-the-top theatricality, schemes, fumes and uses everyone for her own selfish gains. Her soap opera’s villain character becomes tiresome, and her rottenness infects everyone. As an actress, de Armas seems to rely ​more on her sexuality in films, risking becoming a caricature.

Heinz, who fought in World War I, builds a new life for his family, despite setbacks and de Armas’ sabotage attempts. Margret, a young dutiful homemaker, discovers she is pregnant. 

Sweeney has the film’s most physical and harrowing scene as she’s in labor, alone, afraid and surrounded by danger, including a pack of wild dogs. She’s also revealed to be one smart, resourceful woman.

After Law’s impressive performance last year as an FBI agent in “The Order,” he returns to being streaky again with his choices, and here he’s flamboyantly scenery chewing. Spouting Nietzsche and baring all, Law is extremely unlikable as this megalomaniac who believes in his own delusional providence.

Kirby, last seen as the kindly but fierce mother figure Sue Storm in “Fantastic Four: First Steps,” adds aloof bitter shrew to her repertoire.

Shot in Australia, the film premiered at last year’s Toronto International Film Festival and is being released now.

This disappointing effort from Howard joins his other misses, “Hillbilly Elegy” in 2020, “In the Heart of the Sea” in 2015, and “The Dilemma” in 2011.

The story gets darker and drearier, no thanks to Hans Zimmer’s dirge-like score nor Mathias Herndl’s stark cinematography. As the film disintegrates along with the characters – each seem to be in their own different movie – it hints at a “Lord of the Flies” scenario.

The pace, already sluggish, becomes interminable with the inevitable showdown and wrap-up. “Eden” is a disastrous survival story that has little optimism. I’d want to be voted off the island immediately.

“Eden” is a 2024 psychological thriller directed by Ron Howard and starring Jude Law, Vanessa Kirby, Ana de Armas, Danel Bruehl, Sydney Sweeney, Felix Kammerer, Richard Roxburgh, Jonathan Tittel, and Toby Wallace. It is rated R for some strong violence, sexual content, graphic nudity and language,.and its runtime is 2 hours, 9 minutes. It opens in theatres Aug. 22. Lynn’s Grade: D