You know that feeling when you’ve spent hours binge-watching a show and, once it’s over, you’re not entirely sure what you just witnessed? That was exactly my experience with Netflix’s new series “Sirens.” And no, I’m not being dramatic — I am genuinely, gloriously confused.
But weirdly? I kind of loved it.
The Gist: Sisterhood, Power and a Whole Lot of Chaos
“Sirens” is a five-part limited series from Molly Smith Metzler (based on her play “Elemeno Pea” and of “Maid” fame) and it wastes no time throwing you into its strange, glittering world. The story centers around Devon DeWitt, freshly out of jail and eager to reconnect with her estranged sister, Simone. Simone, however, is livindg a very different life now — as the fiercely loyal assistant to the impossibly polished Michaela “Kiki” Kell, a socialite who seems to operate on her own metaphysical wavelength.
Set against the dreamy, oversaturated backdrop of a Martha’s Vineyard estate, the show plays with class tension, obsession and the slipperiness of reality. Is it a drama? A satire? A ghost story? A fever dream in cashmere? All of the above?

Performances That Pull You In (Even When the Plot Doesn’t)
The true heartbeat of Sirens is its three leads: Julianne Moore, Meghann Fahy and Milly Alcock. These women are electric.
Fahy and Alcock are wildly convincing as sisters—flawed, fiery and entangled in that familiar emotional push-and-pull only siblings can truly understand. Their early scenes? Pure sibling chaos. Mean-spirited jabs layered with unspoken love and the kind of forgiveness you only give to your sister.
Then there’s Moore as the mysterious, maybe-magical Kiki. Is she a woman? A myth? A siren? An alien? No idea. But whatever she is, Moore plays her like an enigma wrapped in silk. I couldn’t look away.
The Visuals? A Fever Dream I’d Gladly Revisit
The show looks like a dark fairytale. The cinematography is clever and slow-burning — the colors drain subtly from the screen as the story spirals deeper into its own madness. Southold, New York (where much of the show was filmed) becomes its own character: isolated, opulent and just a little too perfect.

Costuming? Outrageous and perfect for the tone. It walks that fine line between elegance and satire and I was here for every oversized sleeve and flowing gown.
The Mystery: Who’s Missing… and What Are We Even Watching?
There’s a central mystery woven in early: Kiki is the second Mrs. Kell. So what happened to the first? The show never spoon-feeds answers — instead, it piles on questions, implications and vibes. Lots of vibes.
Is this a supernatural thriller? A White Lotus-style social commentary? A gothic fairytale dipped in satire? Honestly, I’m still not sure. And I don’t think the show is either — which is kind of the point.
Don’t Expect a Neat Ending
If you’re the type who likes everything tied up in a tidy little bow, this may not be your ideal binge. Sirens is messy. It ends with lingering questions and open threads. But somehow, that felt fitting. These characters are chaotic, contradictory and deeply human (or… maybe not human?). Closure isn’t really the point — the ride is.
Final Thoughts
Would I watch another season if Netflix made one? Absolutely. Would I expect answers? Not really. But if you’re in the mood for a show that’s weird, smart, funny and gorgeously acted, Sirens is your next binge.
★ My Ratings ★
Overall: ★★★★☆ (8/10)
A funny, bingeable ride full of mood and mystery.
Visuals: ★★★★★ (10/10)
I want to move to Southold immediately. Bonus points for the iconic costuming.
Acting: ★★★★★ (10/10)
Julianne Moore, Meghann Fahy and Milly Alcock = hypnotic. The supporting cast is perfection.
Music: ★★★★½ (9/10)
Kiki’s haunting lullabies added a delicious layer of eeriness.
Would I Recommend?
Yes! For fans of bold performances, eerie rich-person drama and a little bit of “What did I just watch?” energy.