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León ⚡ Serratos’s review published on Letterboxd:
This review may contain spoilers.
Ari Aster, like Quentin Tarantino, is a collage artist.
He’s not going to save horror but he’ll keep it fresh and gross.
A bit bored with the premise and the pace drags in places, but I enjoyed the dream-like moodiness, and how it goes from simple to complex visual hallucinations.
My favorite thing here was how the tables are turned...
Christian was a shitty boyfriend and he was emotionally absent when Dani needed him most... it is, however, probable that the 'Christians' in the wild will hate this movie (and I’ve been a 'Christian' in previous lives, so... I know, I felt the pinch).
I dunno why Melancholia kept coming back to me...
Friday, I was stranded in Chicago.
My plane out of Salt Lake City was delayed 2 hours, so I missed my connection, which sucked. I had to spend the night in the city... of course I did the only thing I knew how to do: went to watch this film on the last showing.
The film ended after 1am and then I had to face the reality that all hotels in the area were sold out. So, after Midsommar, I had my first sleepover at an airport.