Andrew Milito’s review published on Letterboxd:
The last line of the script reads "It is horrible and it is beautiful." That about sums it up.
I've had visceral physical reactions to just three horror films and this is one of them. I pulled into my driveway after getting home and truly wondered if I was going to need to puke in the grass. Seeing it in an empty theater was not fun, even in spite of our ability to express our WTFs out loud as often as we desired. I read the script and still wasn't prepared. Florence Pugh is a revelation. Ari Aster has fucking issues. I need to see it again but I really don't want to.