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My non-spoilery comments: this movie is what you'd get if Bryan Fuller decided to make an homage to The Wicker Man, and damn did it work for me.
Because it's an Ari Aster movie, it is unflinching when it has onscreen violence and gore. There is less in Midsommar than there is in Hereditary, but when it happens, it is vivid.
My spoilery comments, under the cut!
I'm one of the people who feels this movie had a happy(ish) ending. Sure, Dani ended up joining the cult, but they were the only people (probably in her life) who gave her emotional support, and gave her a LOT of it. Also, and I need to rewatch the movie to be 100% sure about this, the rituals of sacrifice happens every 90 years. Does that make it better? No, of course not. But when that information is added to the knowledge that the (okay, cultish) community is a fantastically strong support network for each other makes me slightly more willing to accept it.
Speaking as someone who went through a fair amount of therapy to learn that it's okay for me personally to experience anger, sadness, and grief, that I don't need to bury it to help make other people happy, the idea of communal sharing of emotions to help deal with them is very resonant.
And on a kinda feminist rage perspective:
Another non-spoilery comment: this movie has made me want to whip out the glue gun and make EVEN MOAR flower crowns. No surprise there!
Because it's an Ari Aster movie, it is unflinching when it has onscreen violence and gore. There is less in Midsommar than there is in Hereditary, but when it happens, it is vivid.
My spoilery comments, under the cut!
I'm one of the people who feels this movie had a happy(ish) ending. Sure, Dani ended up joining the cult, but they were the only people (probably in her life) who gave her emotional support, and gave her a LOT of it. Also, and I need to rewatch the movie to be 100% sure about this, the rituals of sacrifice happens every 90 years. Does that make it better? No, of course not. But when that information is added to the knowledge that the (okay, cultish) community is a fantastically strong support network for each other makes me slightly more willing to accept it.
Speaking as someone who went through a fair amount of therapy to learn that it's okay for me personally to experience anger, sadness, and grief, that I don't need to bury it to help make other people happy, the idea of communal sharing of emotions to help deal with them is very resonant.
And on a kinda feminist rage perspective:
- I'm an absolute sucker for the "woman accepts her dark powers" trope.
- Look, if I'd had the opportunity to select my worst boyfriend as a ritual sacrifice, there's a strong chance I would have. Hell, I might still accept that opportunity.
- When I was in therapy, I had a series of recurring dreams where I was walking through my childhood home - where we lived when mom was diagnosed with leukemia, which is when I really started repressing my feelings to be nice and helpful and take care of everyone - methodically removing mementos. The dream always ended with me then dousing the floor with gasoline and throwing lit matches over my shoulder as I walked out the door. When I told my therapist, her reply was "Well that's on the nose. I assume we don't need to talk about the meaning?". So the idea of choosing to sacrifice/burn down the things that caused me grief? Whooo yeah.
Another non-spoilery comment: this movie has made me want to whip out the glue gun and make EVEN MOAR flower crowns. No surprise there!
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