Prime Video’s Malice, a 6-part thriller premiering January 10, 2026, with a 94% Rotten Tomatoes score from early screenings, has set pulses racing as a “next White Lotus” with Jack Whitehall as a mysterious stranger infiltrating a billionaire family, unearthing secrets of power, lust, and revenge in a glittering London-to-Greece saga. Created by The White Lotus’s Mike White and directed by The Crown’s Benjamin Caron, the series—filmed in the UK and Mediterranean from June to November 2025—stars Whitehall, 36, as Alex, a charming con artist, and David Duchovny, 65, as patriarch Victor, sparking 3.2M #ThrillerTempest posts for its “sun-soaked storm” of suspense.
The saga’s searing surge? Spellbinding: Episode 1 catapults Alex into a London gala, a forged invite etched with doubt, unspooling a conspiracy where heirs conceal crimes and patriarchs harbor grudges. Whitehall’s Alex? A “masterclass in mischief,” his suave charm warping to sinister dread, unraveling a ripple of regrets where a “trusted daughter” surfaces as sabotage. Duchovny’s Victor? A “silver-tongued sultan,” his poise cracking under paranoia’s weight. Co-stars deepen the drama: Connie Nielsen as a “haunted heiress” with a sting, Toby Stephens as a “calculating” cousin with secrets. White’s script quivers with quips—“Wealth whispers, but revenge roars”—but the “brutal” stakes bite: a botched yacht drop buries hope, a VVIP viper’s venom turns ally to assassin.
The “redefining thriller”? Volcanic: Building on The White Lotus’s satire, Malice amps the “pacy” probe with “spooky” soundscapes and “authentic” jet-set vibes, Greece’s “eerie azure” amplifying “grim themes.” Variety’s Caroline Framke raves “pacy, poignant drama” with Whitehall’s “reliably raw” heart; The Hollywood Reporter’s Daniel Fienberg hails Duchovny’s “Icily Glamorous” intensity and the “haunting” score. The Wrap’s Matt Goldberg praises the “confidence, style, authenticity.” Skeptics? “Mired in melodrama,” but the 1-in-2 twist-to-treachery ratio hooks, BARB metrics outgunning The Jetty.
This isn’t luxury lark; it’s a requiem for the ruthless, Malice’s “infiltration” a flare for the fearless where lust lures and love lacerates. Alex’s ascent? Audacious. Victor’s vulnerability? Visceral. January 10? Not a drop—a deluge. Binge it; the galas gasp, the dramas devastate. Whitehall’s wit? Wicked. The obsession? Overnight, inescapable.
