Excerpt: Aster’s sophomore film is a bit like the writing on the walls in his first – intriguing and unsettling, begging for further analysis, yet probably offering nothing more than we see on the surface.
Excerpt: Though it’s impeccably shot and directed with the same unflinching intensity and confidence of director Ari Aster’s masterpiece directorial debut Hereditary, I left Midsommar feeling disturbed, but empty.
Excerpt: It’s hard to escape the sense that Ari Aster is getting off on Florence Pugh sobbing and screaming as he fetishizes her terror and torment. And none of it is in the pursuit of any meaning or message.
Excerpt: Watching a decaying relationship be tested in a communal camp of questionable traditions, “Midsommar” isn’t an easy two-and-a-half-hour trip to take, but the experience is an unforgettably disquieting one that crawls under the skin and will dash any plans of making a bucket-list trip to Sweden.
Excerpt: Midsommar’s blueprint is very tidy and yet the pieces within are too messy to hide their artificiality. The imagery born from that messiness is effectively unsettling, but too much of it feels inconsequential to the whole.
Excerpt: … a substance-induced descent into the madness of strangers, viewed in plain sight under a bright sun instead of hidden in shadow… this time providing a unique light at the end of a blood-drenched tunnel.
Excerpt: From start to finish, ‘Midsommar’ is designed to make you feel uncomfortable and unnerved while also providing a spectacular setup that gives the story much more depth than your average horror film. Another testament of Ari Aster as a powerhouse and uncompromising filmmaker.