Her Private Hell (2026): The Most Pretentious Science Fiction Schlock of the 2020s

“Her Private Hell” is directed by Nicolas Winding-Refn (Drive, The Neon Demon) and stars Sophie Thatcher (Heretic, Companion), Charles Melton (Riverdale, Beef), Havana Rose Liu (Bottoms, Tuner), Kristine Froseth (How to Blow Up a Pipeline, Oh, Canada), Shioli Kutsuna (Deadpool 2, Invasion), Aoi Yamada (First Love, Perfect Days), Dougray Scott (Mission: Impossible 2, Taken 3), Diego Calva (Babylon, Bird Box Barcelona), and Hidetoshi Nishijima (Drive My Car, Shin Ultraman). This film is set in a futuristic, neon-lit, mist-covered metropolis. At this time, an entity referred to as the Leather Man is taking the lives of the women he comes across.

Nicolas Winding-Refn is not my favorite filmmaker. In fact, I do not think his films are particularly my taste. But I do have a soft spot for his handling on visuals. He knows how to put together a good-looking project. I have seen “Drive” and “The Neon Demon” and even if I do not think the stories of those films are perfect, I do remember the projects for their vibes and visual splendor. When I saw Winding-Refn’s name attached to this project, I was intrigued. I was under the impression that he could deliver something worth my time.
If you were to ask me to describe “Her Private Hell” to you on a whim, I would probably stand before you in awkward silence. I say this despite watching the entire movie in a cinema and somehow not managing to fall asleep. I kind of wish I did however, because this movie was a nightmare to sit through. Part of me is struggling to describe what exactly “Her Private Hell” is in essence, but Hell is certainly what I found watching this.
Anybody remember “Megalopolis?” If you thought that film reeked of pretentiousness, then you are clearly not ready for “Her Private Hell.” This movie essentially uses its, admittedly, sometimes pleasing visual stimuli, to compensate for its lack of an engaging narrative. There are some decent action shots and well-lit scenes that stand out. Note that I said the visual stimuli is sometimes pleasing. There are quite a few moments in this movie in which I wanted to nearly avert my eyes altogether. I am by no means epileptic, but there was a point during this film where I am shocked I did not have a seizure. I do have sensitive ears however, and there is a moment where the music is cranked so loud that I was convinced that I was dragged into one of those modern bowling alleys that thinks it is more important to deck out the place in colorful lighting as opposed to, well, provide a good bowling experience. Safe to say, I nearly left this film with a headache.

Watching this movie evokes the feeling of entering a trendy art museum with tons of colorful lighting, neon, special effects. But as soon as I leave said art museum, those are the parts of the experience I will remember the most as opposed to the exhibits within. When it comes to anything in this movie involving story or characterization, there is nothing that sparks my interest until act 3. This film strikes a remarkable first impression with its grand score, heaping production value, and concept of a mind-bending future. I even thought I would end up listening to Pino Donaggio’s music in spare time. But part of me is apprehensive with that idea as it will most likely remind me of the complete and utter boredom I had to endure during this film’s slog of a runtime. The movie is not even two hours. Yet it certainly feels like it is just a bit longer than that.
This is one of the slowest movies I had to sit through all year. I do not mind a slow movie as long as the content within it keeps me engaged. “Her Private Hell” tries to do that on every level. The film evokes the cyberpunk feel of “Blade Runner,” a movie which is also pretty slow itself. But unlike that 1982 classic, “Her Private Hell” does not present a cohesive story or series of events that kept my eyes and ears onboard. Does the dialogue make up for it at least? Heck no! In fact, it only makes things ten times worse! I understand that this movie is not in our reality per se, but I was not able to immerse myself in this film’s reality that showcases some of the cheesiest sounding lines I remember hearing in a sci-fi flick. There’s nails on a chalkboard, and then there’s the incredibly sluggish delivery given by some of this film’s cast.

I would love to sit here and suggest that this movie makes up in its style for what it lacks in substance. Thankfully, it does in certain ways. Yet as I look back on my experience, I remember not being able to buy one or two sets in particular. There is one set in this movie that has tons of crystals in the background. It is almost as if someone on the crew looked at the Meta Crystal stage from “Super Smash Bros.” and decided to make a more colorful, three-dimensional space out of it. I was expecting Metal Mario to show up at some point to show everyone who’s boss. There is a particular polish to this set that reeks of artificiality. It gave me high school play or “Saturday Night Live” vibes.
Story-wise, the only time I found myself somewhat engaged is whenever the movie enters a relationship drama between two women and one man. I will not spoil much about it, but when it comes to both women in particular, I was intrigued as to what was going to happen to them in relation to this matter. I wish I could have felt this way through the rest of the film’s content, but this is proof that we cannot have nice things.
There is an antagonist in this film referred to as the Leather Man. The film convinces me its characters fear this individual, but it somehow lacks the ability to make me fear him in the same way, or feel for the characters as they are fearing him. It is the difference between watching something and experiencing something if that makes any sense. Never once did I look at the Leather Man and tremble or get a bad vibe. Even when the movie showcases him doing immoral or terrible things, I sat in my seat as still as can be, desperately waiting for the credits to roll.
If I were to watch this movie on mute, maybe I would have a higher opinion of it. “Her Private Hell” is, again, in certain ways, visually pleasing. But whenever I had to dredge through the film’s cringeworthy dialogue, ostentatious nature, and snoozefest of a story, it only drags that opinion off a cliff.

In the end, “Her Private Hell” is one of the worst movies of the year. It is pretentious crap to the tenth degree. The best films can make you feel all kinds of emotions. But “Her Private Hell” simply made me feel frustrated and tired. While I have respect for Nicolas Winding-Refn’s visual approach, this movie makes me wonder if his work is actually for me. Part of me thinks it is not. Does the cast do a good job with the material given to them? One could argue they do. For all I know, everything I watched was as the director intended. But it does not mean the material was worth my time. I am going to give “Her Private Hell” a 2/10.
“Her Private Hell” is now playing in select theaters. Tickets are available now.

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