People who genuinely like that movie have never ever seen a movie before and are 15 years old.
So heartwarming I wanna puke, could at least have killed some pigs.
Midsommar is a nice umcomfortable film if watched just with superficial intention but lacks everything it wants to discuss: grief, toxic relationships (sexual and platonic), collective horror and so on. These issues exist but that's it. Theres no development and almost no inclusion into the plot, therefore nothing to discover or contemplate on.
In the end it's just a mildly disturbing drugfueld folk horror that doesn't catch on to its models.
It's funny and and gives a feeling of unease though, so suite entertaining.
From head to toe that thing is packed with political and social allegories that Jarmusch uses for his critique which is as obvious as boring and stupid in some places (Smartphones mimimimi) but not that exhausting as i thought it would be or it normally is. I even liked it here and there(?!). Although at times I thought he wants to get on peoples nerves (eg the repetitions) what I really liked and thought it had a nice effect.
Superb devastating. While at times surely calculating and forcing emotions the harsh reality of the world never gets lost and the beginning sets the downbeat keynote to the incriminating gut punching end.
As the kid running away from home comes to a dirty amusement park it seems empty as there was no fun, no happiness anymore in this world and all one could do is make their own false amusement happen. A few scenes later he stand before the running park with laughing people and one realizes that there still is deafening fun - just not for him.