Midsommar is a sick twisted movie that takes place exclusively in daylight, it's characters are engulfed with anxiety and distress and their journey is one that can only be enjoyed by psychopaths, sadists, hebephiles, anthropologists, stone sniffers, and Australians.
Forget your initial thoughts; this film is as closely related to Bridget Jones's Diary as it is to The Wicker Man. At its very core the film deals with the energy of our emotions, primarily channeled through the lead character Dani who's struggling with her relationship. She's a deeply empathetic and intelligent young lassy, studying psychology to help understand her sisters bio-polar syndrome and also coming to terms with bereavement. Dani's forgiving aptitude for her boyfriend's insular outlook on life is what makes her such a good judge of character.
Their trip to Sweden with college friends is designed to turn your head upside down. You're soon knee deep in the tribal rituals of this reclusive commune with cult vibes sticking out like thorns. Their religion is based on a series of mantras and aums that connect with emotion and don't be surprised if you find yourself picking up the desire to join in. No one in the cinema is going to judge you for connecting with the expressive nature of their traditions. By immersing yourself you will have the chance to overcome the conformity of Western society and understand the deeper meaning of community. So chant and scream out loud if you want to.
Despite the stunning garden setting, the folk music, and the rituals the talking point of Midsommar will be how it actually managed to get a general release, considering it has what can only be described as a graphic depiction of a minor getting raped.
For this reason I would have to say don't bring your loved ones along unless you're getting separated, don't bring your friends unless you're all drinking mushroom tea, don't even bring that random stranger from the bus stop unless he's a confused neo nazi who gets inspired by Christian symbolism and hidden references to Jesus.
No this is a solo adventure, to be experienced alone by yourself, so that when you walk out of the cinema crying, thinking that you might never talk to anyone about what you've witnessed, wondering if you'll ever sleep again, considering how you get in touch with support groups, know that this movie went somewhere no horror movie has ever looked before.
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