Zachary Ritz’s review published on Letterboxd:
An absolutely encapsulating film. Ari Aster proves himself yet again with Midsommar, a movie that will certainly leave most audiences polarized. A dizzying journey from start to finish, there’s so much to gander at that most moments put you in such a dream-like state of fear and awe.
A lot of this film reminded me of why I enjoyed the ending of Hereditary so much. It’s a holy experience the viewer gets to see, that they may not necessarily deserve to see. It’s uncomfortable, taboo and sinks deep into the subconscious, every now and then giving you moments to breathe. One moment you feel like you’re watching something so grandiose that you should avert your eyes, only to then get drawn back in with the realization that any spirituality given off is something so dark and alien.
I think that the pacing at times felt a bit sluggish, but I also feel that a critique like that demands a second watch to fully sink in. Aside from that, I found all of the performances to be stellar. Each role had its purpose and that’s all they needed. In the same way viewers complained about the Father’s role in Hereditary, I’m sure that the same complaints will come from the boyfriend in Midsommar; flat, cold, distant, etc. But.. that’s the point. A lot of the characters sit on the sidelines to let the scenes themselves breathe life. Overall, I can’t find to much to complain about from this film — yet, at least. It horrified me in ways that I haven’t experienced since having nightmares as a kid and it had me locked in for the entire time.