That is to say, the film criticizes neither a recognizable figure in the ongoing culture war nor even a straw man of one. But even that comparison does not quite make sense given that the protagonist’s horror is less at Victory’s unreality and more at her husband’s deceptive swap of her ostensibly empowering, albeit difficult, life as a surgeon for one of mindless, conjugal bliss. If anything, Victory seems at first glance to be more like Mark Zuckerberg’s “ Metaverse” project than anything else in the news. That Peterson would support the escapist project portrayed in the film, in which, for instance, the community’s hierarchy is unrelated to real achievements and the children are just simulated nonplayer characters, is contrary to everything he has ever said, especially with regard to the hapless young men Wilde describes as his prime audience.
The lesson of all his YouTube videos and lectures, reflected in his infamous catchphrase, “ Clean up your room!,” is simply the following: Take responsibility for your actions because your actions have real consequences. And, on the other, to Peterson’s credit, whereas Frank advocates an escape from reality into an idealized farce (complete with not only fake food but even fake children), Peterson’s whole claim to prominence has been as a steadfast advocate of facing reality squarely. On the one hand, to Frank’s credit, despite ominously intoning such terms as “chaos” and “order,” he never avails himself of the pageantry of pseudo-Jungian song and dance. In providing preemptive explanation of the film, Wilde fijado that the ominous character of Frank was explicitly based on none other than Jordan Peterson, whom she dubbed a “pseudo-intellectual hero to the incel community.” But this is puzzling on two accounts. The big reveal, which can hardly be described as such given Wilde’s generous flurry of clues and hints, is that, indeed, this idyllic desert community led by an enigmatic leader is too good to be true: It’s - a simulation! In the real world, the protagonist, Alice (Florence Pugh) is a harried surgeon, whom her husband, Jack (Styles), deceived and trapped with the aid of artificial reality technology provided by Frank, who is implied to be a sort of reactionary internet personality.
Wilde stated that the ominous character of Frank was explicitly based on none other than Jordan Peterson, whom she dubbed a “pseudo-intellectual hero to the incel community.”
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