Come on, its just a Wicker Man and Hostel remake

Rating: 4/10 (13 January 2020)

While I loved Hereditary so much that I watched it five times, the yelling, screeching, and xenophobic mocking of obscure European rituals was a bit too much to bear in Midsommar. I have nothing against Florence Pugh, but if I were her I probably would have been angry at the wardrobe department, especially when they show her from the back; you'll know what I mean when you see it. While I appreciate Aster's clever use of visual clues in both films, in this film it wasn't compelling enough to rise above the achingly long, drawn-out dramatic scenes. Was there supposed to be a correlation between the mass murder in the beginning of the story and the smiling horror show that happens later on? If so, it wasn't apparent to this viewer. It could be that I was distracted by all the screeching. Oh well, the creepy music was top-notch, I recognized the style right away from Hereditary, and correctly guessed that this film had the same director. I wouldn't want to watch this film again, but I am looking forward to Aster's next film.