John Ruhl’s review published on Letterboxd:
Starting from the opening sequence that culminates in Florence Pugh's anguished wails piercing through the phone followed by The Haxan Cloak's nerve-shredding string score that kicks in with such violent intensity that you can't help but be pinned down to your seat for the remainder of Midsommar's two and a half hour runtime.
This'll probably irritate mainstream audiences a lot more than Hereditary as the shocking gore is spliced in more frequently, and to an equally hellish and dread-inducing effect. Seriously, wow. Jordan Peele was spot on when praising its "atrociously disturbing" imagery.
Florence Pugh knocks it out of the park, which means she probably won't even end up getting a nomination from the Academy on this one.
I need a fucking drink.