It’s hard to describe how frightening, yet hilarious, in a non-ironical yet still horrifying way, Ari Aster is able to create one of the most vibrant and colourful horror movies in existence.

Midsommar effectively utilizes bright and wonderful colours to emphasize how vibrant other cultures’ practices and celebrations are — whether it be ethical or not, it challenges our own personally sociological opinions. While I don’t fully believe Midsommar’s themes are wholly about embracing and being open to other cultural practices, it is a likeable sentiment that I found myself attracted to.

Obviously, this is one of the scariest movies to centrifugally focus on a dying relationship, but what makes it so convincing, is the naturality in both the writing done by writer/director Ari Aster, and the portrayals of Dani (Florence Pugh) and Christian (Jack Reynor). Pugh’s role as Dani is heartfelt, honest, and ultimately heartbreaking — I had nothing but sympathy, and a very gratified sense of justification at the end, for Dani. Reynor portrays a conflicted boyfriend who wants out of an unsatisfying relationship (for him), but the writing is done in such a wonderfully unsympathetic way for Christian, that you can’t feel sorry for him, or his contemporaries for that matter, who are undoubtedly the worst characters in the film — in terms of characteristics.

Midsommar crushes it. Again, Ari Aster creatively and visonistically creates an original horror flick for the ages. I only wish I had Apple TV so I could watch the director’s cut.