Midsommar

You can see everything.

Whether that’s a good thing depends on your gag reflex, I guess, but this tale of Ugly Americans gettin’ nasty comeuppance under the harsh, unforgiving Swedish sun is a doozy.

Most horror flicks bury their bloodletting under the cover of darkness, which makes this well-lit film such a nice change of pace.

Not that “nice” applies to anything here.

An imploding relationship between a deeply-hurting woman and her ass-hat boyfriend sets the table for anger, pain, and emotional ruin long before bodies start hittin’ the floor during a pagan festival.

This one will deeply scar you.

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