Midsommar (2019)

It’s terrifying how potent and perfect Aster’s direction is, helped of course by Pugh’s standout turn. The long pre-title sequence is brilliantly done and fucking unbearable, and this description applies throughout, as heartwrenching music, creative camerawork, and a beautiful aesthetic decorate the disgusting horrors, which regrettably get grossly self-indulgent in the second half as the intriguing story arcs (Dani’s grief, the strained relationship, the thesis drama) fade into the background.

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