Midsommar

The new film by Ari Aster follow this theme of dread and despair. A sign of Florence Pugh's remarkable acting in this film.

The movie is about the stages of a breakup. There's a man who's trapped in a relationship when all he wants is to focus on his education. But he was not equipped to actually confront his problems, choosing instead avoid all altogether into his studies. The background of this breakup is the foreground for what turns out to be some sort of horrific sacrificial Swedish folk tale wherein a small village is led by the drawings of a severely autistic child who has the title of Oracle.

The cinematography, as is with aster's last film, is expectedly gorgeous. Swooping cranes with inverted upside down angles, compositions that let the eye relax onto the correct information with out any flash. The colors of the film are bright and the story unsettling. It's true that I only jumped once throughout the whole film, but alas, it is not hereditary.

The film acts as an allegory for relationships, and in that basis, may sacrifice some of its scares for a more straightforward narrative. That doesn't mean that the film spells it out for its viewers. Like Hereditary, the film parcels out clues, here in the form of runes, to keep the audience intrigued. Rest assured, Aster has you covered.