Midsommar ★★★★

This is like a Wickerman break-up movie, and I don’t really know how I feel about it. 
As I found with Hereditary, the beginning is incredibly skin-crawling and stomach-churning, that I wish the whole film was that because what an experience it would be. But again, after the fist act, the tone changes and that feeling is lost. 
Midsommar is more comedy than horror; some scenes, despite being gory, were not terrifying. 
It’s overlong, too slow in parts, and there’s a particular scene that is super creepy but doesn’t make sense until the end, making it not quite work. 
I appreciate its setting though, the amount of effort that’s been put into this, the detail. Things you might not catch on a first watch. And to feature a boyfriend as the gaslighting, manipulative antagonist is so brilliantly timely. Ari Aster is definitely a director who is unmatched at the moment.