“Whenever I see a film, I “dissolve” myself in it…
to such an extent that I reach the bottom.
I fade out and perhaps…I get lost in it.
And this has played an essential role in my life.
Cinema is important to me.
It’s like a prism.
A good film… is part of my life.
With every good film I see, I feel reborn.
It feels as if I made it myself, as if it were my creation.
I identify…

Left with a sour but sorely unsatisfied taste in my head.
The shroom induced optical effects and the recurring flash-gore imagery pair for a visually captivating and disturbing "trip" of an experience which was only further complimented by a score that did not betray in the slightest, the sonic standard set by Aster in Hereditary. However on the whole, Midsommar seems to stray only barely from the thematic ideas of Hereditary, but does so with what I’d consider a comparably…