Suffering and empathy

Rating: 10/10 (23 May 2020)

I was extremely affected by this movie. To me, it was about suffering and empathy. It reminded me of when I had to travel across the country to attend my father's funeral while my ex-boyfriend stayed home because he didn't care enough for me to go with me. I knew exactly how Dani felt when she was screaming on Christian's lap, while he detachedly stroked her hair, and I understood her vulnerability and fear of over-exposing him to her grief, fearing that he might stop caring for her. I understood Dani's isolation, having to excuse herself to grieve in restrooms because Christian wasn't there, even when he was. Honestly, if I were crowned the May Queen, I would have chosen Christian to be placed in the bear skin as well.
Midsommar was also a visually beautiful movie. The movie's scariest scenes took place in broad daylight, where most horror movies fear to step. The deaths were gruesome but it was mixed with beauty in the perfect ratio. Death always meant new life. Tortured bodies were adorned in the most vibrant flowers. What I loved the most: when an insider was suffering with pain - physical or emotional - everyone else screamed with pain as well, because suffering, like joy, is something to be shared.
I won't repeat what has already been said about how stunningly beautiful the cinematography is, or how amazing the acting is.