Okay, let me spill the tea on Sirens, Netflix’s new five-episode dark comedy that dropped on May 22, 2025. I binged it over the weekend, and wow, it’s like The White Lotus and Succession had a baby, but that baby’s got some serious identity issues. Starring Julianne Moore, Meghann Fahy, Milly Alcock, and Kevin Bacon, it’s a wild ride through a billionaire’s beach estate, packed with class warfare, sisterly drama, and enough champagne to drown in. I’m obsessed, but also kind of annoyed—let me explain.
The story kicks off with Devon DeWitt (Fahy), who’s basically a walking disaster—think hungover, just-bailed-out-of-jail vibes—storming into the Kells’ swanky Lloyd Neck estate to save her younger sister Simone (Alcock) from her creepy billionaire boss, Michaela “Kiki” Kell (Moore). It’s all set over one chaotic Labor Day weekend, and the setup screams juicy: Devon’s a broke, sarcastic mess trying to protect Simone, who’s drinking the rich-life Kool-Aid as Kiki’s assistant. Throw in Kevin Bacon as Kiki’s shady husband Peter and a creepy neighbor (Glenn Howerton, unhinged in the best way), and you’ve got a recipe for drama.
Meghann Fahy is everything. She’s got this raw, chaotic energy that makes Devon feel like your messy best friend who’s always one bad decision from disaster. When she shows up lugging a giant Edible Arrangements basket, I cackled—it’s so perfectly pathetic. Milly Alcock kills it as Simone, all wide-eyed and torn between her sister and the allure of private chefs and yacht parties. And Julianne Moore? She’s serving cult-leader chic as Kiki, this raptor-obsessed socialite who’s equal parts magnetic and terrifying. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, even when I wanted to scream at her.
The show’s got this sharp, eat-the-rich vibe that I’m here for. It’s all about class divides—Devon’s scraping by while the Kells throw tantrums over caviar shortages—and it digs into the messy bond between the DeWitt sisters. There’s real heart there, especially when you see how their rough childhood shaped them. The dialogue pops, and the visuals? Stunning. The estate’s like a character itself, all pristine lawns and ocean views that scream “you’ll never afford this.” Nicole Kassell’s direction in the early episodes gives it a glossy, slightly unhinged edge.
But here’s where I got frustrated: Sirens can’t pick a lane. Is it a dark comedy? A family drama? A satire? A thriller? It’s trying to do it all, and it feels like a playlist on shuffle. One minute it’s hilarious, the next it’s diving into heavy trauma, and then it’s teasing some cultish mystery that never fully lands. The trailer had me expecting a twisty whodunit, but Fahy said in an interview it’s more about relationships than murders, which… okay, but I wanted more payoff. The five episodes fly by, but the ending left me hanging, like they ran out of time to tie it all together.
Oh, and get this: while I was scrolling X, someone posted about overhearing a convo—maybe from Molly Smith Metzler or a cast member?—where “she casually mentioned, ‘I don’t know. Craig did say definitely not this next season. It’s the Abby story.’” Um, what? There’s no Abby in this season, so is this a hint at a season two? The show’s billed as a limited series, but now I’m wondering if they’re cooking up something else. It’s such a random tease, and I’m low-key annoyed it’s got me speculating.
X posts are all over the place on this one. Some folks are calling it “peak escapist drama” and losing it over Moore’s performance, while others are like, “It’s trying too hard to be everything.” I get both sides. It’s addictive—bingeable in one sitting—but it’s also a bit of a mess. Variety called it “hypnotic,” and I agree when it’s firing on all cylinders, but The Hollywood Reporter nailed it by calling it “erratic affluence porn.” It’s fun, but it’s not perfect.
So, should you watch Sirens? Heck yeah, if you’re into glamorous chaos, killer performances, and a side of social commentary. Just don’t expect all the answers. I’m giving it a solid 7.5/10—points for style and heart, docked for leaving me confused. Netflix, if you’re listening, give us more, and maybe explain who the heck Abby is.